YAHWEH SIGHS

I said,  "you holocaust obsessed tyrant, let down your hair like Rapunzel.
Open your curtains and breathe in the odors of humanity.
Wake in the daylight and give up your vampyric ways.
Fling open your arms and welcome the endless days."

It's time to stop measuring pleasure in drinks and kinks,
I'm glad you're rad my son, begun in earnest.
Diffident dissidents defect in my virgin ear plug nightmares,
Death doth mock our thirties with its long fingers piercing our liver.

Fancy pantsy Manson girl, in true love crushy style and in heat,
You can beat your Jamaican meatpie with chicken moss in Grindville.
Disease riddled actors bag their herpes for research purposes,
In windows gently waving at their unsuspecting pubic.

Loose lips sink Cryps and Bloods, don't go in the tiger woods alone,
For fear of Uncle Steven representation 
in a Blaire Warlock Mickey Mouse night.
I woke up feeling like Charles Durning,
I did a burning but still no whorehouse appears.

If lonely old spinsters shut their Ekasala fellas mouths and pout,
Gigantic parties of strangers dancing to In Between Days,
Helps to ease the pain,
And not fall in the cracks with the rats of Stanton street,

Next time we serve fried Krunty then bunty to the shortstop,
Pop taught me to toss the ball to a deadbeat's heart's content.

Four more years of Pushes in the Tushes,
Four more years of Lushes wearing blushes
Four more years of licking oozing pimples,
Four more years of aging and new dimples.

It’s as if I were Jewish and never Bar Mitzvahed:
Never made a man for five thousand dollars,
Never taught to holler in Hebrew.
Lifted yet resigned to the permanent adolescence,
Yahweh sighs at the stasis of my bowel.

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