The Comedians
"For on that day there will
be shining faces,
blithe with joy, and there
will be faces blackened
with dust-the faces of the
faithless and the graceless."
from the
Koran
They come bearing
pamphlets,
print outs, reasons why:
inevitable
as holidays, bad endings,
poorly
written Reality TV;
candidates and
their spawn, liars in new
suits,
bad hair dyes, ill-fitting
rugs, glad
handing and back slapping,
telling
you whatever they think you
want
to hear, whatever it takes to
get
you out to vote the party
line, coat
tail hangers not far behind:
Latter
Day Saints, Witnesses for
Christ,
ignorant and unflappable,
only one
thing they understand, they
all must be
illiterate for the sign above
the door
clearly states: Evangelicals
will be shot on
sight, that means you! You
will be buried
in the back along with the
dead pets,
preachers, injury insurance
salesmen,
cable company reps, home
heating
specialists, contract
carriers with documents
they never let you read
before you sign
the dotted line; all those
card carrying
do gooders, door to door
beggars,
Salvation Army rejects, there
seems
to be an endless supply of
them and
not one has anything of
substance to
say; they do not understand
an indisputable
truth: NO, is the universal
answer to
everything they might have in
mind.
Mad Max
Redux
Everything about the out
fit said, extra bad
news,
read all about it. I am
a
walk on for
post-apocalyptic
mad max style
movies-
no costume
necessary
from the no beard
baby
face to the cropped
short
spikes of
multi-colored
hair dyes in action to the
tattooed clown tears
under
each eye, one for
each
turn spent in some
hole
in hell prison stretch
only
the truly demented,
resourceful
ones survived in one
piece,
the long thin scar on his
cheeks that disappeared
beneath his low cut
road
warrior leathers only
visible
close up in a place
you
wouldn't want to be
without
heavily armed and
dangerous
back up or unless you
were
totally calling the shots,
even
then you would never turn
your
back to him without full
body
armor, he'd do you in a
heart
beat just for the cheap
thrill
of it.
What came from
his
mouth was the
rage
of angels fallen
from
grace, a violence
fraught
with mourning at
an
altar for Our Lady
of
Lost Causes, Wars
&
Other Foreign
Affairs
that reeked of
false
pieties, the stench
of
back alley
reverends
stoned on our
jesus
of the underworld
&
other false
prophets
from the front lines
of
siege warfare, all
drugs
of no choice for
long
time losers
babbling
in tongues of
the
spiritually
afflicted,
their sermons
informed
by a lifetime of
social
senility recalling
an
innocence of
purpose
so long before they
took
the fall, before they
were
relegated to a Siberia
for
lost souls, their cameo
portraits as altered
boys
and girls were carved
in
ice, their lips blue as
semi-
precious stones set
in
snow-a blizzard of
angel
dust in their eyes, even
frozen they are
moving
faster than the speed of
light
right on!!!
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