DON’T TAKE ANY WOODEN NICKELS
Snakes don’t always bite,
they run away from you.
American flags are in tatters,
drooping in autumnal winds.
Birds have stopped singing,
and huddle in oil-soaked wings.
Automobiles crash into each other
like Coney Island bumper cars.
Skeletons dance on my lawn
singing, For he’s a jolly good fellow.
Jesus may be a victim of mistaken identity.
Fallopian tubes clog with unopened eggs,
Lesbians wait at a sperm bank.
Nothing is worth more than this day.
Loving intimacy can’t be beat
before you get a slam dunk taste of the void.