Tuesday, May 03, 2011

I’ve Seen the Jesus Before

Malaria earthquake crisis sets in
Ravaged by the vices of others

We’re included for now
and maybe tomorrow, too

Pocket transistor has the static in tune
Eavesdropping on steamy conversations,
thigh lickers, toe drool drinkers,

only to find out it’s a vanity affair

Mirrored shadow reflection
spotlight finder caught your crocodile
tears passing through my alligator arms

Carried your dead weight all the way
to the purgatory crossroads

Your ride waited, seated at
the right hand of the driver

A wink of the eye informed me that
this was either a joke or dream

Inside your soul moved,
belly danced right up to the

cracked dashboard tabernacle


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