9 November 2012
An atheists den Packed full of men Whimsical smiles Masterful trials Simmering pressure Brimming with pleasure Sweat on their brow Look at them now
Look at the men Expectant of when Interesting times With impossible lives Gritting their teeth Descending belief Running too slowly Resolved as unholy
Goodnight Mr Smith Bitter as pith Lost all your peers In just a few years Not even close To the life that you chose Dreams running dry As the atheists cry.
Mr Smith • Opuss № I