The mark of the devil over our third eye as currency
That God will destroy the world again: burn us down this time, not drown.
Mom roams the desert: Vegas, Reno - looking for doves / a way back to grace
Stepfather uses words like "breasts" and "tulip-flowers"
Grandma says they worship demons & lesser gods
After dark I look for stars, comets
My mother's headlights
Hurdling here / away
Pray to God, whichever one
Torch the Earth.
Take all of us.