I don't care about golden halls
I'm not impressed by your throne
or the crown you made for yourself
what about that deserves worship?
I want my gods limping
confused, lost
and desperate for knowledge
I want a god who's forgotten
they're a god
who may find among rushes
a congregation to abandon
to ignore and leave behind
for a need to walk on

the fool
and the hanged man
are one person
at two points
on the same path