Things have been going well at The Penalty Flag and Bright Hub Education. I'm one of TPF's featured writers this month. Bright Hub is asking me for something about every week. Come to think of it, the cartful of groceries Jajamilevska, Zero-Eight the Poet, Stomper and I bought yesterday was entirely paid for by freelance writing. That's something.
I'm still getting to Broken Mic at Neato Burrito, but maybe only once a month. My two days off fly by so fast, I'd rather be home with my beautiful people. If I was rolling solo, I could be a brooding, roaming slam poetry rat, sitting in the corner, sipping and looking deep. Those days are either behind me, ahead of me, or both.
Last time I was there, I put together a piece specifically designed to be read there. It's been a piece of music bouncing around my head, but finally I got it on paper. Think anything you like about the religious implications. I'm not the type to tell people what to believe.
Secrets for the Man
What
kind of man
Slides
down to Satan with a briefcase in his hand?
Snaps
open stainless to flash 500 grand,
Says:
“Bub, what you got?
I'm
buying secrets for the man.”
What
kind of man
Sits
sippin' with the spirit:
Shots
of whiskey,
Black
and tan,
Says:
“I'm a ghost, too.
Thanks
for the brew
And
all the secrets 'bout the man.”
What
kind of man
Jaunts
off to Jesus,
Says:
“Son, I know your plan:
You
convinced them all it hurt,
Hid
three days in the dirt,
Then
got under their skirts
And
whispered: “Keep this secret from your man.”
What
kind of man
Glides
up to God
With
a tablet in his hand?
Double-taps
the screen to show grift
And
greed
And
scam
Says:
“We got 'em smoked like ham.
What
you gimme for these
Gigabytes
of secrets for you, man?”
He's
a pawn-broker of sin
Who
just wants to get in.
He
wants to know the price
So
he can get the cash to Christ.
When
he's dredged up all that stuff
He
finds it's not enough.
What
kind of man
Steps
to Saint Peter with a heater in his hand?
Smirks
sarcastic,
Says:
“Is this your promised land?
Where
the virgins and and lambs?
The
angels and the bands?
And
please put up your hands.
I'll
take all those acres.
I
brought some secrets for the man.”
