Selling Jesus On The Town Square

"have you accepted Jesus"
Sure thing, he's a cool guy
"where are you going to go when you die?"
In a box or perhaps an oven
bewilderment

The saleswoman moves on

Sitting down between two lesbians
Selling the virtue of a hetero god
The saleswoman blinded
happy face on acid

shaking her head, defeated she walks away
I wonder if she drinks




© 1998, William R. Craft, Jr. All Rights Reserved
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