the Kingdom of Leisure

God Bless Me?! 07.21.03



Is it not you

So young and impressionable

Supple and porous

Glaring at me with

That glazed one-yard stare?



Hypnotized with promises

Of eternal life

Wings, harps and visits with dearly departed grandma

Always absolutely right AND

Correct beyond debate



A mere child looking down

Your nose with pity

At what has to be

A heathen of the grandest scale

Me beyond belief