Poem 1: i'm too crazy to be a buddhist

i'm too crazy to be a buddhist

my mommy always told me
jesus saved us all
i laugh at that notion
because no man will ever
save me besides what
is there to save

last night i had a dream
i was at a carnival and there
were lots of elephants and when i
saw all the hindus i realized
the elephants were asian and i
thought of how most people can't
distinguish asian elephants from
african ones so that must be
why they weren't racially
discriminated against

and then i saw you you
were with the hindus and you wore
lots of gold jewelry you almost
shone you could have
been a god perhaps
you were there to save me

excuse me but are
you my jesus

you looked at me with big
doe eyes your long lovely lashes
blinking i felt as though i
were under hypnosis

i blacked out from the beauty
of my savior's eyes

i awoke in a grand
ballroom it was
shining with gold chandeliers that
reminded me of your jeweled godness

when my eyes fully
focused i saw a brigade of
cleaning ladies fully equipped
with feather dusters a man
in a red uniform stood right
in front of me with a curious
smirk on his face when he
dropped his pants i realized
he had no cock but a beautiful
pussy and when he sat on
my lap i realized i was the one
with a huge dick

fucking him i realized i
was his jesus with every
stroke i was saving him

i awoke with an unusually
high degree of dampness between
my legs and a burning
need to save you

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