and the sheep goes
bah
i’ve been trolling this old pal on facebook
because we are no longer friends for ideological reasons
and because he became a right wing douche bag
right now i’m living through constant anger
but he seems happy though
his been married for a number of years now
his wife has managed to squeeze out
a few heirs to his throne
while making a ton of money
and letting him stay home to raise the kids
i’m almost sure that he doesn’t call anyone
these days to talk about divorce
he looks like he’s settled in to this suburban life
of god, guns, and government
bald as a baby’s ass and physically fit
dressed to the nines in khaki pants or shorts
a flashy t-shirt or a polo that reeks of cologne
the pictures from his hackneyed vacations
seem like g-rated fun in the sun
they are dull enough to get the neighbors jealous anyway
those wild days of strip clubs
and hooker blow jobs are long in his rearview
there’s no need to pay for sex
when there’s ovulation on the horizon
and he probably hasn’t had a hangover in a decade
he’s a stand-up guy by all accounts
hell, the bible is listed as his favorite book
he’s now living his halcyon days
like a champion of the american dream
a true success story
a model for us all
weekend barbeques and church trips to cathedrals
little league games and lemonade ejaculations
fireworks every fourth of july
and always
always
asleep by nine o’clock on a quiet cul-de-sac
where cars never idle or honk their horns
where kids are seen but not heard
somewhere over the rainbow
where even the dogs are too polite to bark
or take their shits on the street
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