March 20, 2011

POEM by andrew james weatherhead

When I open up my wallet, money goes flying everywhere


Like the loud fart emitted by Jesus on the cross


This blinding release in front of the austere signage of the bodega --


I'm left with no other choice but to bend over and take it
Posted by Andrew Weatherhead

1 comment:

shaun said...

if jesus was gonna fart at me, i'd bend over and take it, too.

March 21, 2011 at 11:19 AM

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