Bolton Live Music Venue.
22 Manor Street, Bolton, BL1 1TU.
01204 388596.

Tuesday, 27 August 2013

D O G . G O D


So, in the words of the great faithless, i say unto you,

This. This place, This Dog, This disgrace

This, is my church.

This, is where I heal my hurts.

This is where without control, my soul dances.

Where the stones beat with hot, release their own trances

This is a time to let space shape the movements of a shoal,

A group goal

No competition

Nothing to own

No where to go

This is the last hole

The last chance saloon

The last unturned stone.

This is where my body twitches in the rain

Where the bum shakes and the belly rumbles with thunder,

Begowned without time in naked shamelessness.

This is where there is no trouble.

This is for dancing and dancing and dancing.

This is where the DJ plays

The sky is the limit and souls are saved

This is where we confess

Life is shit

And we seek recompense at the bar, without defences.

This is where our make up runs

And we stumble,

This is where we fall.

This is God's call.

This is where we get up and dance and sing

In this armageddon

This quest for rest eternally relentless

without Faith

THIS is our church.

R.Bond, August 2013
for dwellers of the Dog and Partridge

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