Jesus Rose

I stand at the waterline
watching the horizon,
ready to be destroyed.
But the forecast hasn’t called
for asteroids
in as long as I
and I don’t have time
to wait for the tide to come
swallow me.
I have a party to attend
in an hour and everyone
is depending on me
to bring carrot cake.
Without me,
what would be the point?
Ham? Wine?
No. Fuck that.
A party needs carrot cake
and me to bring it.
So I’ll skip a stone and go
walk on water;
not be forgotten
for as long as anyone knows.

written on 04/17/2017 by: Matt Kane