LET

Let the children of the Jews beseech thine own 
and become one with their unpleasant odors.

Let the ships collide in an aftermath of homeless wafers.

Let their moothers weep in an aftermath of horny waiters.

Let each his own remodel after his imagined likeness 
which craves to dip its feet in poisonous jellyfish.

Let North Dakota secede and become an Indian Reservation 
where you can gamble.

Political ramblings have fallen off as of late;

I wonder if its all that tunafish.

Baten Whiskers in my elastic dreams make everybody dance with joy 
at their sufferings in the eternal bathouse.

Tamper with my virginity, let it seethe with riveted hatred of all humanity.

{POETRY}