God Licks The Nape Of Yer Neck

Brrr! Said god but

No one answered back.

They were stuck in the moment.

Held by great green krack.

They were feeling felt

As if they just got back

From a journey only given to

Those great green krackers.

See? Feel your face?

That mask upon your face?

Feel your bones as reminders that

They’ll hold you in place.

Command not.

Demand not.

Threaten via your presence.

Just listen, focus, peace.

Luck comes to the repaired, man.