Saturday, April 6, 2019

Shaggy Barguest Stories in Zion, 6 April 2019

An angel, a bear, a dog, a baby, and a monkey
Walk into a body. A body, self, and puppet
Walk into a committee meeting. A ghost,
A poem, and an angel bump into a god.
A self, a soul, a mind, words, and portable devices
Stroll into a book. Chance, pollution, purity,
Danger, what might happen, and what comes
After walk into a bar together. The language
Of religiosity persists, long after the faith
Has deceased. Oh God, my God, why must
Thou inhabit me? A monk, a rabbi, a sadhu,
And a priest march into the river. The ferryman
Looks up from his nap and, after scrutinizing
Them for a moment as they wade and begin
To sink, observes, “I see you folks can’t afford
A lift, but is there something you want to drink?”

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