DEATHS TOLD THE LAST JOKE

PRAYING-SHOUTING TO THE GOD WHO WAITS

THE 94 YEAR OLD PREACHER TRIPPING ON THE LSD OF RELIGION

DEATH FLICKS AN IDOL SPIDERS WEBB

CALMLY LEAVES THE MAN DISTURBING THE VERY AIR WITH HIS SPAT WORDS 

THEN FOR THE LAST JOKE HE FINDS THE 19 YEAR OLD JOGGER

WITH ALL HIS PLANS -EGO AND RAGING WILD HORSES

A BETTER PIECE FOR THE PUNCH LINE

WE WILL SAY WHY AND RANT IN OUR SOUP ABOUT

THE WRONG AND DISGRACE OF DEATH

​​​​​​​STILL THE 94 YEAR OLD SCRATCHES AT HIS TORN BIBLE

RECORD YEARS WILL GRACE HIS VOICE

DEATHS LAST JOKE

MY CHILD YET NOT ME-

REVIVED-RESTRAINED-CUT AND MENDED 

LOCKED IN THIS CAVE OF CLEAR DIAMOND VISIONS 

I SHIVER IN COLD DELIGHT AT DEATHS COMEDY SKETCH

WATCHING MY BLOOD TRICKLE AND LEAP -NEW THEN OLD

WEEPING SILENCE HANGS AROUND MY PAINTED LIPS

​​​​​​​WILL I INTERRUPT A DAGGER,A PILL,

YOU STEADY MY HAND DEATH

THE CLOCK SURGES AGAINST YOUR STRENGTH

​​​​​​​I AWAIT MY PUNCH LINE//