are there any gods lett out there

 


mouth something holy
in the passing wind

it shall not
    be returned

futilely

just ask the
        ruins of
            Athens  

a school of
      beached
           whales

the slow dying
        of the lonely
           and unloved

the answer
     will be the
same

the rain outside
   falls as hard as
     cold dead bones

and everyone
    gets soaked
           in the end