dummy

Go on Israel

Go on Middle-East
Blow me up

Go on America

Time for dinner
Time for 2-dollar gas

I implore you
I beseech you
I’m really down on my
hands and knees here

Looking for change
in the cracks of the sofa

O amen
Hallelujah
Isn’t it a miracle?

Which part of your mother is
most high–the head, the heart,
or the stomach? (The brain–the exit?)
Frail, little red-arms, baby-bunting,
Where is your mother now?