according to man’s
divinely inspired canons
an
omniscient god
ordained
man
as
the caregiver
of
the planet
responsible
for
managing
the diverse
treasures
of
this world
uh
really
the old man’s heart
had sharp pains
and
he struggled
to
breathe
his eyes
glassed over
as
he stared
at
the bodies
for
it was
purely accidental
that
he had wandered
into
the tsa’s
nude
check in line
once dressed
he smiled
all the way
to
munich
but
his wife
swore
her revenge
now
not that it’s
my business
but
your business
is
all over town
honey
your whole life
is
on the street
for everyone
to share
and
i dare say
it seems quite
unfair
now i know
respectable folks
won’t ask
but
lord knows
i ain’t
respectable
so
even if you
do
mind
i’m gonna ask
and
you can be
assured
that
whatever
you say
is gonna be
broadcast
all
over town
by
night-time
so
consider your answer
quite
carefully
well
did you
or
did you not
now lord
i know
you’re supposed
to be
all knowing
but
i’d still
like
for you
to check
my personal data
in
your
final judgement book
where
you will notice
that
i
have
rarely complained
about
your
divine
wisdom
oh
i know
as
a youth
i complained
about
3.2 beer
and
that
whole acne thing
resulting
in
your version
of
mandatory teenage celibacy
but
this
is
about
a serious design flaw
that
you made
during
that
whole creation thing
a problem
i’m sure
you don’t have
but
ask
a member
of
your trinity party
for
verification
of
my
little
beef
simply put
i
cannot reach
the
center
of
my back
to
scratch it
when
i have
an itch
this
significant design flaw
which
is
not only true
in humans
since
i have noticed
that
other creatures
demonstrate
the same problem
thus
having
to revert
to using trees
and
such
to scratch
their backs
now
since
some of us
have
evolution
you could remediate
this problem
without
calling attention
to
your initial mistake
as for
those
of us
in
the here and now
i humbly
suggest
that you
daily
send down
angels
to relieve
our
center
spine woes
oh
and
if it’s not
asking too much
could
you pass
this
modest
proposal onto
the other
divine beings
as
a
public service
pronouncement
to thou
who cut the hole
in my paper cup
just as things
were looking up
sending me
tumbling down
with a thud
to
the ground
with a most
unpleasant sound
words from my lips
that
should not be heard
by man or beast
but nonetheless
they were uttered
and then
i saw
an old priest shudder
and
even a butterfly flutter
with wings changing
from
white
to
pink
oh that i could
recall
those words
but reverse blessings
do have their place
especially when they’re
in your face
Read Between the Minds 