jesus was a slot machine

the wobble of the speakers kicks up the ancient dust

i'm pushing my body to sin faster

hooting, goofy and spectacular

sibilants hissing in the speakers

a devil's bloody hoof print

awash in my terrible ripples

you are your own extractor

i felt the cool wind of a million doors opening

oh, today you are the cool guy

how profound our loudest errors

you can't grasp the past, brother

jesus was a slot machine