The corporeal is subject to hellfire.
I dig the Trinity.
But God the Father’s a travesty,
thinking He knows better than Nature,
the Son’s mortal body;
so we’d all better shut our potty-
mouths and go about the nurture
of the third member of the Trinity—
the Soul of Jesus crucified and holy.
Am I a lion or a pismire,
with the fatal embarrassment of my body
revealed for all to see?
I’ll respire in the Lord until it's time to expire:
I know I love the number three—
the number of the Marys—
Salome, Magdalen, and the Mother of our
world. Christianity is down on the body.
I dig the Trinity.
