Ode the Complacent Pew-Warmer

I

Am

Morally Ambiguous

my soul is deciduous

consistently bathing 

in the lukewarm waters

of the land between white and black

I freely falter and never look back

I 

Am

God's walking vomit

now I vomit

and I return to it

it's the foul familiarity of 

my darkest desires I seek

I exude the stench and wreak

I 

Am 

Discontentment

dire dissidence, indifference

numb to the world

numb to myself

long ago 

I put my conscience on a shelf

I 

Am

Affection grown cold

the embodiment of Laodecia

the soulical snot

hacked up by deviant society

invisible, only God wants me

I

Am

eternal dissonance