In the Beginning There Were Swings Made of Gold

this may seem peculiar for how does one swing on a solid gold
swing because with solid gold
ropes how does it move but I’m telling you we can and we did in the beginning
everything was gold
even shit was gold
and when we swung on those swings we remembered all the gold
flowers we ate that made our shit gold
the gold lake and the gold
god on their throne at its center giving out gold
decrees with their gold
ink pen god was always swinging from their tree on the gold
island at the lake’s center and in the beginning
no one could swim so we watched god from the gold
banks of the lake and they would roll up their gold
decrees put them into gold
bottles and toss the bottles into the gold
lake where they bounced off its gold
crust and rolled along to our toes what did these gold
decrees say you wonder well in the beginning
no one could read because words were gold
on gold on gold or maybe I’m misremembering the beginning
but what I do know is the tree was the only thing that wasn’t gold
it had the bark of a ghost with white and green leaves leaves which never fell to the gold
ground and the tree wanted to know if gold
is god if god is a top or a bottom or both the holy trinity what have you in the beginning
everyone wanted to fuck god but no one did and god was oh so gold
and alone and how god wanted us then.