Month: November 2016

Mess of the Weird Blasphemy

The rabbi laughs uncontrollably,
His knee down touching the earth.
In front of the door a wolf successfully lured a woman,
Squealing jinxes and prayer and cursing,
The indecent woman hoping,
Half running in sacred loop.
Head down,
Tears running also,
And a man walking like there’s no tomorrow.
Dirty, indecent, hateful sorrow.
Walking like a fool wishing for gold,
Sinner with veil mumbling prayer,
The rabbi just keep laughing,
Holding down onto his stomach,
Knee down touching the earth.