Friday, September 03, 2004

I have met the Alien Queen and her name is not Karen.

She goes to church and says “Amen.” She thinks she’s a saint.
We’re all sinners.

She calls my father “Satan” and brands him “poison.” She trots away and sings “Hallelujah.”

She says she’s from America. She doesn’t flush her own shit.
Well, damn.
The Queen of England carries her own umbrella.

She stayed in California for two decades. She sits in a chair and reads the Bible everyday.

She thinks she’s a victim. Of malice and injustice and greed.
We’re all torch bearers of Nazi propaganda.

Like all mental patients, she thinks everybody else is insane.

It all boils down to one question:
Where’s my money?

We didn’t start the fire. Neither did she.

Her sister did.

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