sitting next
to jesus
on a bus
i didn’t have to take
cleveland
i admire his sensible sandals
with rubber souls
and
einstein-sticking-his-tongue-out-t-shirt
he is carrying a taylor guitar
he asks
if i listen to the beatles
and i say
oh god
yeah
he says his favorite song
is
in my life
i tell him mine
is across the universe
he tells me he’s on his way
to the rock n’ roll hall of fame
i smile the warmest sunshine
and think
oh christ,
jesus is a
cool cat
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