why’a built me this way, Lord?
an engine with needs
By chemicals, freed…

and also entrapped!
I heard that you
crapped your pants
when you
saw your creation
Aren’t you ashamed
of your new lowly station?

so easy to
dismiss
a Diety
that deals in
Dregs-
an addict,
insomniac
coerced to take
pledge

How do you want me, God?
From back, or head-on?
You’re tricking the duck
With hopes of a swan

no one asked you
for your
DEAFENINGLY INAUDIBLE
opinion

I will cherish this lemon
you’ve bestowed unto me
A child’s gift necklace
made of mac
a ro
ni.