Delirious
Why do
people say
about someone
who’s delirious
that he
doesn’t know
what he’s
saying?
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delirious
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eyes shut, toes curled
Eyes Shut, Toes Curled
I have
more than
a little
dislike for
the mark
of the
Beast that’s
in evidence
everywhere.
But there’s
not
much I
can do
about it
except sing
at the
top of
my lungs
with my
eyes shut
my head
thrown back
& my
toes curled.
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who is obama?
Who Is Obama?
Obama is
no JFK.
Obama is
a man
with a
license
to kill who
promised us
the moon.
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what they come for next
What They Come for Next
He lost
everything &
wound up
in prison.
You’ve still
got your
immortal soul
a guard
told him.
So get ready.
That’s what
they’re coming
for next.
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a sad way to end things
A Sad Way to End Things
Lying on
your death
bed with a
head full
of grudges.
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showing up at the wailing wall
Showing Up at the Wailing Wall
Never
give up
the ghost
fly a
kite in a
lightning storm
stick a
note in a
bottle sail
off to
Never Land
dream the
dream of
salvation go
raving mad
on a
mountain top
scratch the
eyes from a
blind man
steal the
host from
the tabernacle
tap dance
for Gypsies
stall your
car in a
crosswalk
worship
false gods.
A kind
heart always
gets wounded.
But there’s
still hope.
Show up
around
midnight
at the
Wailing Wall.
Wait.
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