god – Alexis Veenendaal

Puppet Master

A short poem by the puppet master themselves.

Dust the fog from window sill,
stare out at grey and meet the still
and quiet morning, no sun can offer
light and waking need no stopper,

Because I said so,
Just do what you’re told,
Ask too many questions
And you’re out of the fold.

Believe what you should,
It’s a matter of l

A poem about perspective, growth, and religion.

A poem about boredom, social isolation, and meaningless, positive cliches.

A short poem about religious tropes, human morality, and the beliefs of sin and forgiveness.