Fiction Friday: Micropoetry from the Book

Their culture was Norman Rockwell-ish,
their language, without offense,
their borders open to all who would
obey their commandments.

The genders were distinct—
from heads of home to hearts of home.
They were black-&-white about such things,
the world, 50 shades of grey.

The Mormons saw the family
as the foundation for salvation, whereas
I saw families as something invented
for the orderliness of civilization.

The Separation of Men & Women
was like the Separation of Church & State,
of Law & Medicine,
for in separateness,
there was no Equality.

Men were home teachers,
women, visiting teachers,
& every member was a missionary.
In Catholicism, you went to Church
& then you went home.


The spiritual sister of ditto,
it lets the pastor know,
just how far he can go.

Feedback from the flock—
a barometer of not just his words,
(cited from narrators,
be they reliable or unreliable),
but also the deliverance of those words,
and his interpretation of them.

The secularism of the divine,
the divination of the secular,
is becoming omniscient,
and omnipresent,
in this Age of Technological Trans-Humanism.

The man of the cloth
cannot be divorced from politics;
just as the politician
cannot help but marry religion,
for they are two sides of the same coin.
Heads or tails,
no one knows,
which one has more control.