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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American Shrine (a poem)

Traveling through America, in search of the Shrine

you know the one, mister, the place that encapsulates

our nation’s fears, dreams, triumphs + loathing –

some say the shrine is a shopping mall

Mother Church of Consumerism

but you know better

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