Nameless Priest – a poem

I am a nameless priest of dead gods,

Deities with forgotten names, erased

From man’s busy history, disavowed

By those of fickle considering worship.

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Mysteries of the bardo are now minor,

An afterthought following sought for avarice,

Those dreams of multitudinous commonality

Realised in sameness and droll banality.

*

Let us escape, hail once more gods

With names lost to modern tongues,

Draw on manna long musing, entropy-ward trickling,

Become the new gods, the disparate and disowned become deified.

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2 thoughts on “Nameless Priest – a poem

    • 😀
      All from a phrase that was turning around in my head yesterday…but had nowhere to go.

      Thank you for being a wonderful part of it.

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