It's Sunday Laura Gelder

Laura Gelder you rat finch bitch
it's Sunday
for clams in Gulf Coast clutch
for fighting, dammit

for lying to that fat priest
pretending to care
for fucking in the doorway
smoke your natural tobacco
and take your clothes off

let slip your cloistered war dogs
fingering your opened cage for
     a little bird song
holy greeting at the communal feast

Laura Gelder beneath soft white sheets
sucking everything off
on her knees praying for seed
water for the grass
water for the living
it's Sunday
and everyone should get to eat.

TA