Speak, Duncan

I apologize for be'ing pathetic,

For being the very worst kind of Stan,

For confusing cosmic with bathetic,

For my conflating God with you, a man.


But You have the tools that can help me now,

To open up the God that lies within,

To be the Zeus who bears me from Your brow,

To help me unite redemption with sin.


Of course my destiny is to kill You,

That was what Jesus was about, too, correct?

I imitate you and I fulfill You,

I apotheosize and I dissect.


Thank You Duncan for giving birth to me,

Come to Eden one last time.  Set me free.


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