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.