Biblical Battle at the Foot Locker (a poem)

my stomach aches

i’ve fasted for forty days

only bread & water

to prove my virtuous ways

this is the fast-track to heaven

i’m hollow in fun-house mirrors

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Lies about Kabbalah (a poem)

i’m not allowed to study

the kabbalah ‘til I’m forty years old

but I take sneak peeks

(i never do as I’m told)

but that’s a lie!

i’m not jewish & I wouldn’t

understand kabbalah anyway

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