Monday, January 31, 2011

Go Down Moses


Man in the mirror, Miraculous  seeing my bawdy
dys-morphic  fear & trembling & therefore anxious
panic, inevitable hate,anger, resentment, jealousy,
envy—how could it be other  wise?
My homeland security system's geared to protect,
projecting my bottom line beyond and abroad.
Guilt drives me, no doubt. Shame, thank God,
not so much.
Surely goodies & righteous will follow  me all the
ways  of my  lives  but I will dwell in the house of the
lord, so to speak,  forever  in manners of speaking
& as it were.

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