It is no laughing matter
you can’t find Fathers in New Orleans.
I spent too long believing sin
is worth absolving through
weekly wafers. That death could
be prized like a cavity’s crown metal
detected in the sand.
Truth is, I don’t want
for Claudia nor carol singers,
what becomes of you as blood
suckles your teeth.
I once saw Brad Pitt
give an interview where he sang
negatively of the cruise.
But Christian was there and that
was San Francisco and here,
you and I, we are talking saints.
Let me tell you, prayers
live in a bag of Cool Ranch
Doritos. There are exorcisms happening
everyday in my stomach.
**inspired by Todd Dillard's tweet:
"saints can't tell dad jokes they took a vow of celibacy"**