Joey Cloudy online

Love in the Time of Corona 

with apologies to Márquez  

“I don’t believe in God, but I’m afraid of Him.” 

I break my tongue 

in prayer like a pagan Pilgrim 

little deaths in the wake of obliteration

“Kneel before the object of our liberation”

Drink from the fountain over the temple’s door

They ain’t got no holy water where I come from

My folks from the place underneath the fire 

I come from the south side of the inferno 

The only thing I fight for is the line of beauty, 

I will only go to war for love.