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Objections of Desire - Poems by Kat Isacson
Drinkin' and Singin' Like Jesus

Drinkin' and Singin' Like Jesus

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Job whispered these ears

into wings. They have flown

to flipping card beat,

known that God gambles and comes

without knocks, that he waits

for the weakness of your knees.

I have spent three days on my knees

drawing dirt circles, placing down ears

in their safety, while Lucifer waits

impatiently. He knows my honesty has flown

from me and will evade me until there comes

a time when its wings can no longer beat.

The deity debts are great enough to beat

my winner's streak and threaten the safety of my knees.

Lucifer lurks in desert hills and comes

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with a lackluster laugh and white, whetted ears.

He brags how his expense account has flown

him to the best brothels, how he never waits.

He wears a plastic jacket filled with dollar bills, waits

for the show girls and their dime-heel clicking beat.

They are strung out thin, like ostriches who have flown

until the ugliness has been stripped from their knees.

He whispers insane gestures into their near positioned ears,

delights at their open expressions, sees who comes.

Impatient night comes

to trade day with neon light that waits,

winks, waits. She lures men with star hung ears

as she hawks the blocks on her beat.

As she and Lucifer agree on a fee, he knees

my groin into groans & asks, "Where have daddy's angels flown?"

My rolling eyes have flown

to seven, throwing hope that luck comes

to gambling souls who look for life on their knees,

that the sorrowed sign of snake eyes waits

to be omen for deadbeats

and warns them when they refuse to use their ears.

I have grown satellite ears that hear how sand has flown

into patterns with a shifting beat. Each day comes,

a curious better who waits for a woman's presence between my knees.

- Kat Isacson

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