-untitled and far from it-
1.
Is it the lowly leech which
pants for my blood or the long suck of God?
did I fall from the tree like a ripened fruit, smeared
by a cunning tongue, cloaked in the breath of a snake? or––
did I slither to dry land from the water’s edge,
a curious fish?
these important questions have been answered to my satisfaction.
how else could I know what I know about what's going on;
through the good works of others?
by reporting on time to the authorities?
by the recognition of certain body parts?
interlude:
I hear tell that upon the mount, Moses was perplexed.
he nagged God for a name of God other than "God"
in order to satisfy the people.
but God, without official papers, (WOP) wailed a name
which caused the flappable Moses to piss himself:
“I Am That I Am!–– Tell the people: "I Am" Has Sent Me To You"!
this wailing would later be translated to:“I yam what I yam an’ that's all I yam!”
to be found in the new leather-bound edition of: "The Book of Popeye".
2.
thus ends the story of the "untitled and far from it".
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