a hologram of Baal

a box of chocolates from Zeus

and a rose.
 

Achilles: cloudy monday morning depressions

kisses ricocheting off his armour like this (soft deflective sound).

Lazarus: Jesus, you really had me worried there for a moment.

Lucifer examines no-claims bonus, sighing smoke.

The serafim remembers my delicate crimes, my Christmas present.

Oh wonder, ancient days

the horse cults, hoof worshippers, mane men

Set, the great serpent god curled round the worlds throat,

gorged on virgins and snake charmers

Louisiana really exists, so does the great machine

churning out the centuries, and endless variations of rock gods

Spellman and Gaze from Bastard Universe

pelvis thrusting, riff ripping oracles signed to Apollo

six string bass found in the ruins of Nineveh.

The audiences start to disperse.

"the star has already left the building!"

by now, probably the planet...

OK,

Jaguars, Glocaine, Fenders, white skinned, cold blooded

alcoholic Aphrodites, large lumps of money, small pieces of moon

traces of the murderers DNA, scotch mist and dutch courage

the sheerest of nerves, daily maelstroms, sturm und drang

all of this, and more, have we served... up

I mean, c'mon...