Thursday, February 22, 2007

the protestant ethic (poemoff 2)

the protestant ethic (poemoff 2)

is this god?
booms over the loudspeaker
as if the question being asked
matters to the masses
in line at the bank
to cash their checks
which really are their time
the hours of their lives
spent so spending comes cheaply

it is such a price to pay

heartless papers
written in blood
(lemon invisible ink
that only jesus can decode
without an easybakeoven of truth)

victory is a flock of seagulls
dead at the bottom of the mineshaft
threepiece scuba suits are needed
to dive but where do you go
when you run out of air?

The first line of this poem comes from "Heaven Hangs in the Air" by Zack.

2 comments:

Laura said...

I hate to admit it, but I am jealous of how easily words seem to come to you, Tiffany! These poems are great and, as usual, very full of emotion and feeling. Nice work!

tiffany said...

As easy as it seems to write the poems once they are published, they certainly aren't always (or often) that easy. Plus, for every poem that I think is good, there are at least three poems I would rather I hadn't written. But those poems are what makes the good ones possible.

Thank you for your comments. I'm glad you enjoy reading them.