My Black God
My Black God
is real as I could imagine
worrying about defective White People
vulnerable to skin cancer
and fading water-front real estate values
in this unholy
traumatic
WhiteWashed Anthropocene.
My Black God
is strong as I could imagine
on my luckiest bipolar holy day
and lustiest bipartisan night.
My Black God
is Source and Soul
and, hopefully,
well-endowed divinely humane
ReSource and RePurposing Spirit
of Life
(But, you know...
not necessarily always
business as usual
retired Vanilla
more soft
and sedate
primal peak then sleep experiences)
My Black God
celebrates sacred enculturing relationships
wherever these may be
nonviolently found
uncovered
and communioned,
perhaps briefly bound,
with mutually informed consent
to insatiable sensory surprises
and addictive consummations.
My Black God
holds no boundaries
to multicultural curiosity
about every co-passionate touch,
brown smell,
EarthMan tasty
randy thoughts
with age-appropriate visual stimulation,
simulations deep resounding
regeneratively physical
and mental wealth
of how Daddy Time flies
when having fecund fun
robustly resonant,
Masterfully overglowing
peak neurosystemic spasms,
rhythms,
punctuations,
postures,
positions
sparks and glows
and cooperatively friendly repositions
climate and cultural and costume adjustments
hoping for robustly resilient regenerations
My Black God
of universally poignant
urgently cooperative physical health
aerobic exercise
spirited nature,
more than sufficient size
verbal and not so much talking stretch
around these abounding
oral
and more anonymous
nonverbal wombs
of sensate potential life
Embracing horizontal
and sometimes vertical dance
for compassionately cooperative care
not the least bit trauma giving
is also best beloved climax receiving
Sacred Dark CommUnion.
My Black God
imparts this sacred Yang gift,
however briefly,
with holistically restored
unconditional warm regard,
awesome wonder,
sacred sexual ramparts
of perfect peace
Informed and OutFlowing JustUs Justice
received and given,
driven to worship
deep
and high
best day's mindful purpose
My Black God
of compassion's AnthroScenic black period
for ReStoring Justice
after a whole lotta
NonViolent Sacred Communication,
sometimes flirtatious
and most times cooperatively building
peak resilient
co-gravitating fulfillment
masterfully enslaved
by resilient justice peaks
predicting resonant valleys
compassioning peace.
Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2023
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