I.
the Bible tells me so;
we worship the pregnant
******, we worship
at her feet; listening to
her crying out in pleasure
from the back bedroom

while we sit smoking ***
& angel dust & ****, snorting
eight-***** while mom makes
money to afford the good ****
& we sit listening to mom

II.
banging strangers starting in the middle
of the afternoon w/ the sun shining
& going on until the middle of the night

& SWAT is ready to batter down the front
& back doors b/c stupid Benny refused
to buy Fentanyl from an undercover cop
& she called her friends out of frustration;

Benny wasn't a brainiac but h e knows mom
gets the good **** & he doesn't need to buy
garbage on the street; so they came in, mom

III.
gone out the secret way in the floor & we were all
about to get rounded up when pathetic Benny looks the
lady cop right in the eyes & she hollers for the gang
of cops to take their big guns & go away calling the  
operation off on the spot leaving us & our drugs alone,
coke & H piled high on three glass coffee tables; the
place reeking of hairy gold bud & the cops went off to
a **** lab across town that caught fire & exploded
getting everyone high for blocks; we keep doing our
thing, mom's trick coming out in the woods two miles
away smoking a fat blunt, a gift from mom for the aborted                            hour
"Whya ren't u kids in school?" she shouts but mom
knows better than anyone all our works are as filthy rags