I never studied theology and yet
there's no way of knowing you're on your 1000th rerun
thus the house always wins, and
a leakage event would be unbearable
the invisibule (sic) hierarchies would not permit it
Who are we unfortunates
to comprehend the divine bureaucracy
a billion limbic entities
labouring among the ineffable minutiae
almost certainly like the end of The Good Life
But a gnat to an elk & vv what gives
a caterpillar cut off in its prime
a subordinate pigeon or anointed viper
promoted and relegated like West Brom
In primary school
house points were a motivation, the carrot
and also the stick it was a long time ago
Beyond which the holy justice system
doesn't seem to have evolved
but ours as ever is not to ask why just plug away
and pray mere termination follows because
play again (Y/N)?
I tell you what boy, I'm not
standing there waiting for a posthuman appraisal
from some celestial HR gimp
the grand summing up, no I will start
a riot of my own
and back down
the ladder ye will go
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