Here's my report on
Life so far.
Time is short
'til the headaches,
Shaking,
Sitting in
The lobby watching fish swim
In their own shit.

We wished he could go
Two strokes ago.
So to God up on his throne
Won't you
Spare the jokes?

While you watch all of us choke,
Are you sitting,
Laughing,
Rationing out mercy on our souls?
This can't be how things go.
We wished he could go
Two strokes ago.