Someday In The Sun-God Will Be There. (Or Not) . - Poem by A.j. Binash
She decorates her nails in patriotism
To show that God exists. Once in
Passing, a foreign
Nail stopped her at the Post Office.
The nail brushed a lone eyelash
Off a wrinkle on her cheek. It asked, while
Holding the eyelash in front of her lips:
“Are you going to blow at it and make a wish? ”
Using a gentle halitosis breeze-the eyelash
Blew off the Nail and seesawed to the ground.
She made a wish to ‘never to be touched again.’
At funerals, while the other guests bow their heads
As the casket lowers-she keeps her neck erect.
Spins it like an owl. To see who isn’t paying proper respects.
Of course the proper posture:
Right hand placed
Atop the left wrist
Tears for dramatic effect.
While at the reception-she confronts each of the heathens.
She has them recite the Hail Mary-till their fingers grow numb
From holding the Rosary. She has no children. So she swears
To her husband’s corpse: “You bastard! You never could keep
It up enough for me! ” For company, she talks to the clock at
4: 38 AM. It gives the appearance of a mustache and reminds
Her of Groucho Marx. The second hand ticks a metronome
Pace. Providing her with practice-for the rhythm of conversation.
Everyone is praying she learns Jazz.
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