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By Misti Date: 2005 May 22 Comment on this Work [[2005.05.22.23.51.31438]] |
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as a buck-toothed kid in Wichita Falls, Texas I had nightmares often of Jesus showing up suddenly in the clouds with angels blowing the hell outta their trumpets and all the undead crawling out of the scorpion infested Bottomless Pit I asked Jesus into my heart five or six times and got baptized just as many times just to be on the safe side I endured enough sunburns at Lake Kemp and Possum Kingdom to know that eternal hellfire wasn't for me now the nightmares are gone my greatest fear is eternal poverty never seeing Spain or Ireland or Brazil never owning a telescope and grill for the backyard never having a baby I can clothe and feed never celebrating a 25th wedding anniversary with my husband being downtrodden and anonymous until the day I die so no I don't think I'll ever see Jesus on a cloud but I would love to see my maternal great-grandmother dead since April of 1996 in her beautiful rainbow spirit form floating down to the Earth that did her no favors floating down with an agenda throwing tomatoes from her long gone vegetable garden at the clueless the idiotic the morally retarded the masochists the women who let the men run their lives into the ground I'll never pay a hundred bucks to see Bob Dylan in concert but I'd pay a thousand dollars to see that the wrath of Marie Crenshaw coming down hard sparing not a single soul no, not even mine. |