Laughing and desperate
I have stuff to do here.
And that makes it so much worse,
its what they call a stuffer,
Table watches and creamed herring.
You’ve met my friend Kathleen,
Hey, Mammy.
Have you heard the about
the Jew that goes to the moon?
Doesn’t it capture the essence
of what it means
to be
a secular Jew
in this country?
It comes out pureed.
Seen and not heard or;
not even seen.
Solidified in a jar,
is it some kind of breakdown
of organic matter?
If you don’t mind me asking?
feral garage 