The Pipes of Demiurge

The Pipes of Demiurge[1]

 

I never expressed a more self-righteous anger

Than the time I banged my head while working under a sink.

 

All of my fury was focused precisely on God,

And every curse word I had ever held back

 

Was unleashed on that physically non-existent being

That gave the green light to a f*****g pipe

To be in that exact f*****g place,

 

While I was momentarily distracted. 

 

No naked injustice or public insult ever provided

A better reason to blow up the world �"

Both mine, and especially his.

 

I wasn’t looking for trouble!

I was trying to do something good!

 

And yet, he still made it all about him …

By making it all about me.

 

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[1] “The Pipes of Demiurge” recounts an important epiphany in the poet’s religious life: Paris came to believe that the immediate overseer of the physical world was not the God of his salvation, but a “profoundly hostile physical environment.”