Push-Ups For Jesus: Part Ii
down on the ground in the early
morn down on the ground when
lunch time rolled around down on
the floor when the night time
swore to everybody else you know
maybe just maybe it’s time to go
to sleepy but no no no johnny flexed
his muscular physique for the man
who he still swore had the plan.
one day while oiling up himself in
front of the mirror n’ crossing himself
while slicking his chest from the
father to the son to the holy spirit
n’ back down to gripping his
superduperjesusconnector he saw
in the reflection of the mirror
another behind him with a long
red pointed tale just like those found
in the cartoons that he always
swore were based on the same
biblical fact cause’ he knew that
no one ever really denied that one
simple truth---that everybody in
spirit always did their own push-ups
for jesus.
johnny figured that he wasn’t doing
enough + he felt he was slipping
back into something of a less fit
life + what would the man with the
plan think of him if his muscles
slunk down into spam?
he had to work harder
he had to buy protein powder
he had to spend more hours at getting
MUCH MUCH STRONGER
for jesus
because when the rapture came round
johnny doe you know he wanted
to be at the front of the line
with his oily glistening pecks screaming
in the name of mr. loaves of bread n’ fish
himself.
but that damn pointy-red-tailed thingy
kept coming round the gym n’ showing its
ugly head in the mirrors taunting
johnny like no tomorrow n’ no matter
how tight johnny made his buttocks he
feared being taken by the character called
satan.
Copyright © Andrew Delapruch | Year Posted 2011
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