postpoetry idk b/c cliches
tastes too good like Mabel's
old chewing gum; butter & acid
in Maggie's face on a Calcutta street
was not as odd as the tithing butcher;
LSD 25 aching & ensoulled
Nick blessed w/ the angels
of Thomas; he keeps her numbered
face in his brown leather wallet
where he hides Chinese strangers;
intermarrying for the common good
gold wouldn't be the same;
as the pearls are her eyes
can't see St. Thomas bite the witch
on the behind
& she screamed out his theology
to the holy fathers faces where vintage
comic books pages are pasted to the
grease slicked wall;
Chinese girls walk strangely
have u ever noticed they have
two ***** one behind their ear like a gill;
it's weird but again it's all
for the common good