11.4.14

Pledge



“I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America . . . ”
that was his by birthright
by practise
by memory
by rote
enforced by childhood in school  and preceding
                                                                            “ . . under God . . ”

when God was jimmied in  jerry-rigged
                                                              it didnt come out of his mouth at morning recital 
before instruction began                                                                                            
standing beside his desk                                                                                             
turned to face the flag                                                                                                      
his hand upon his heart

he was secular before he knew what secular was

he knew God belonged in Church                                                                                                  
and this was school                                                                                                          
if you wanted to pray to God                                                                                               
go to Church                                                                                                                       
besides  what God would settle for a pledge

therefore                                                                                                               
steadfastly                                                                                                                        
he remained true and loyal to the Way he was taught

apparently  -  obscenely  -   according to a succession of teachers  -  he refused to budge


it seemed to him an arithmetic equation  as simple as 1+1=2

“under God” would weight one side of the equation and throw it out of kilter               

and from the front pages of the newspapers he delivered on his route he was already 
gathering America was doing and not doing things he believed it shouldnt have or 
should have done

America was not representative of him                                                                          

and as he grew older it only grew worse

YES!                                                                                                                           
America seemed better than almost every other country in the World                       

although he had never lived anywhere else

YET                                                                                                                                            
he believed it could be far better than it was . . .

                                                                       and if someone asked him his opinion
he had a simple reply:
                                      “Lose God”


1544,  Thursday,  10  4. 14

10.4.14

fighting the good fight



fighting the good fight                                                                                                  
battling the braying rote of bureaucrats who parlay procedure and protocol as if         
they were priests                                                                                                            
and the Bible their snarling dogma

I guess it comes down to who has the bigger dog in the fight

                                                                                         and they expect my dog     
to roll over and die

well                                                                                                                                    
he can play dead                                                                                                            
then when they come walking up to nudge him with the toe of their boot hell take  
that toe off up to their groin                                                                                             
and with their femoral artery thrown open like a floodgate at Hoover Dam                 
theyll  -  unable to run on two legs  -  lay where they fell and writhe and go             
pasty-coloured like yellow fat cut from meat to make up suet and tallow

and when their artery has belched and collapsed                                                              
Ill skate on the wet mud and finger their bulging eyes shut

trained dogs obediently die every day for their Masters

me and mine                                                                                                                                       
well play dead and wait for the next point-man


1635,  Friday,  16  11. 12

9.4.14

a sign



stooped  he scribbled it on a scrap of paper off his knee so he would not forget
              not memorable per se
but eminently curious


as he walked up main street he came upon a Christian Science Church marquee 
which read:
What God Directs
God Protects

and over the top of the marquee, just beyond it, like a halo
was a bright sign that read:
Star Struck Salon

                                                                                                       and in a single 
imperturbable glance he read, top to bottom:
Star Struck
What God Directs


and in One fell swoop
every vocal Christian fundamentalist canker sore he had ever heard was aligned
and understood:
God was seriously funny
He had a wicked sense of black humor



Sunday Evening,  24  7. 11