Five Dollar God

I see

Money grinning

You say,

Could I say it plainer?

I don't need

Business

With the door open,

So don't lock up.e

It's curious

How cheques don't ever

Leave a few cents and

It's convenient to take

A slip in tens,

So keep track of the money;

Watch your five dollar pile.

Some torment of Loneliness

Will show,

Some stranger will

Brand God with your sounds

One Jump will

Turn God to thinking

The door cleared loose,

Twitching and Jerking,

Near sleep

Just thinking up trouble.

She chose matches.

Mother standing on the stairs,

Don't play with those.

A person has to know

How to play with fire.

The Flowers Cried.

In the hills,

I've taken her.

My hand Embraces her.

Your five-dollar God

Has no power here.

Put your hands on her heart

And feel how still the Oak trees breathe.

You dream in

Technicolour rainbows,

Rose petals and poppies,

The colours that the sky bleeds;

Fields in greens like her eyes,

Golden peach sunrises of her mind.

You can't close the doors

And speak lies to me.

A few more cents

Could save your curiosity.

You don't have to die

To meet Gods.

Remember the Colour Purple.

Your eyes passed God

Like another fish in the pond

But you claim

All the doors have closed around you.

No one is scared to die.

They are afraid

Of not being alive.

And if you Can't look out and see blues

And greens and tangerines

You are not living.

God is your sound,

But you are just another

Tree in the woods

And no one is around to hear you fall.

In my embrace,

She is warm.

There is no fear

After leaving Home.

Raspberry dyes

Flowed from his skin

When he chose

Money over Sanity.

Five Dollar God runs this world.

Does it scare you?

They are no lonely without you.

You drain your energy from

Empty water tanks and

Broken bones in the sand

The souls of men are not theirs to take.

Would you believe

I took her to save you?

Drowning slowly on your

Own judgements of self but

She was not right to tell you

That you were

Fifteen cents to far from

The perfect engagement ring

She hated herself too much

To love you enough

The hills are crying with you.

But no one,

Not even a five dollar God,

Can heal you.