Enoch 4: 1-18
God sculpted wenches way too well:
Thus, even superior angels fell,
brawling to inseminate
beauties, and brats cultivate.
Fast, they tutored Eve in Venus guile—
the tricks of mirrors, chimes, face-paints,
and how to tinkle to act arousing,
and how to bewitch, twitch, switch, and sway.
Angel-schooled sluts pressed poisons,
spirited potions, out roots and leaves.
Soon, dirty angels tread down their harpies,
intermingled to whelp freaks—
half-savages lusting for cunt or blood.
Th’illicit brood even eat up their own mothers,
starting at crotch and ending at cap,
slurping blood, shit, piss—a soup.
Instructed in knives, spears, axes,
bows-and-arrows, the know-how of killing,
the devil mongrels bred a race of Cains.
Now, massacres grow so uninhibited,
the globe rocks on its axis.
Just by their breathing,
the angels’ carnal progeny
bruise grass,
turn orchards to dust.
Every word here is scathingly forensic,
and explains exactly why Caliban bastards
maim even their mamas.
I ink no-bullshit Gospel:
The evil, paternal angels,
will be thrust down,
ass-and-wing,
into a volcanic abyss
stinking of sulphur—
odor of Corruption.
Also, those harlots who toss,
twine, and fool with the septic angels,
will get spitted on iron stakes,
riveted from anus to sinus,
then pillared in flames.
(Any bitches not burnt to bone and ash
will be forced to breast-feed incisor-fanged rats.
Promise!)
Sinful folks are just dry hay—
or faggots—crackling,
unhappily,
in fire.
Astonished and irritated to be dragged off,
sobbing (or not),
pleading (or not),
the wicked will be exhibited embarrassingly
while their genitals are righteously carved out,
jaggedly clean,
right down to the pelvis bone.
Goddamn,
y’all are so evil, all I can do is weep!
Shit!
Teardrop after teardrop—like rain.
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Enoch* 7: 1-34
The Tablet of Heaven give out the true news.
That’s all I speak.
(Book-learnin? Crookeds Truth.)
I seen seven mountains
shinin gold and silver,
all meltin in a sky-high inferno.
Yes, I seen seven mountains,
stacked one atop the other,
crumple down into lava and smoke,
and a flood of soot.
Fuck! Earth was shakin;
no one could stand it.
A star plummets,
turns canine, grows fangs,
gobbles down strayed sheep.
Now heaven quakes:
Every angel and saint—
the 100,000 top-dogs—
gotta shiver.
Concussions tremble and cripple the atmosphere.
God must wanna wreck the whole world.
I beg Him to spare up a “Remnant.”
I gotta beg damn hard,
cos God kills foully everyone
foulin up The Commandments:
“Don’t erect no statues
of clay, lead, silver, or tin:
Just don’t.
“Don’t smelt no gods!”
(Etc.)
The angel of Abortion is gonna feel sorry for his self;
he gonna holler.
The angel who tricked Eve,
and then plied mankind with weaponry
(thus teaching Seduction and Slaughter),
is gonna feel some Inquisition torture
(make him shit out his heart).
The angel, Penemue, who taught everyone
honeyed words, bullshit words,
and the false mirrors of paper and ink,
will weep tears that cut into his cheeks
so blood streaks down his chin.
Come Judgment, the moon won’t wax or wane timely;
pure downpour will wash out harvests.
Pus will piss down,
poxin all bare skin.
Cry all ya want!
Here’s the deal:
Water leaps down;
deserts lap it up—at first.
North winds shed hail, rain, frost.
Dew-saturated dust turns to clay.
Cataracts thunder, inundating cities.
Dark water erases villages.
The drowned bloat, float:
Each face turns a maggot boat.
Luckily, Lamech and spouse beget Noah:
When his beautiful eyes open,
light bathes all of Creation.
God endorses Noah:
“Your lot do no Crime;
y’all can breathe air.”
Thus, that one boat wafts, but elephants,
giraffes, camels, asses, and horses drown deep.
When the Flood dries, land appears.
The zoo ship beaches, then light reaches down.
Soon, just as in Genesis 1,
beasts and birds usher forth beasts and birds.
Busily multiplying (again) are lions, tigers,
wolves, dogs, wild boars, piranha, et cetera.
Fools get busy committing
fresh Crime and Oppression.
Despite the unimaginable slaughter that be the Flood,
Iniquity flowers anew.
In this Book of Enoch, all the described
who are destroyed,
are destroyed just as described.
Watch out!
