(He) talk(s) about God like his head holds more
than television and cobwebs.
She broadcast(s) “her God” on the back of her car
like some national anthem, pack mentality.
Is it a football religion? A bumber-sticker crusade?
She fears “her God” like she feared her parents?
He fears the deep end of his shallow life
Get the fuck away from me, I just want to be in love.