an untitled poem by David Shrigley

GOD MAKES THE FLOWERS GROW

THEY GROW IN SHIT

AND HAVE SEX WITH INSECTS

AND ARE PICKED AND GIVEN TO WHORES

WE MUST NOT

QUESTION GOD'S WAY

WE MUST

JUST ACCEPT

IT.

(from Ants Have Sex in Your Beer, Chronicle Books, US, 2008 / Redstone Press, UK, 2007)

A recent read. Posted by Hans.