Sunday's Whirligig

look at his babes
all bursting flesh at the seams
lies popping from his mouth
like juicy grapes sweet
as a nightingale's song

to add insult to injury
rubs salt and wine in the wounds
ascends the temple steps
posing as the righteous

this is a cooling off period
take as much time as you need
he said

oh really
knock knock hello-o
the guy is a prick
run
run