white smoke comes from
the pyre now soaked
in drizzling ganges rainwater

blue and white enameled plates
clatter while driving
to a gentile's house

the wild rollercoaster fly
uncovers the pendant
five points, one down

around chinatown gate
flashing silk on dancing children
first odd primes

black goddess smiles
on the couple chopping chives
through her clay avatar

around the aid truck
playing tag, the driver's caught
by his rosary

these cultures, yahweh desires to
replace with his own monotonous image
erase them from the world
to return life to his hebraic misogynist misery.
this is why i am here
to stand and say,
simply,
no.