June 25, 2009
May 8, 2008
August 4, 2007
Boys bet dollars at the wheel –
detached from any holy values.
Greed and thrill keep their interest
The public address system blares
a Michael Jackson crotch song.
It can be heard inside the empty church.
Grandmothers swill down halushki with butter
complaining of varicose pain.
Young girls strut about with killer legs,
blowing off the uncool.
June 6, 2007
over and over again …