jesus flew in coach, asshole

how i fucking wish
i had a religion
a guidebook
candles to light
quaint beads with which i could
wrench my hands in fervent prayer
wine and unrisen bread
for a risen christ child
perhaps
at this point i could welcome
a faithful imp or lesser demon
but no
here i sit
with all these science and philosophy classes
in my past
so all i’m left with
is bourbon
and a nagging sense of reason