Blood in the temple
and bigotry in the air
the bomb's in the mail

Inside open house
I felt like an outsider
so I stepped outside

Don't fall for the trap
of those who don't want to hear
saying that they do

1257

If you gifted me
a spit filled stamp envelope
is what it might be.

I scribble down words
and release them to the wind
like crisp autumn leaves.

First thing she said was
that she asked Daas Torah
before she called me.

A pompous windbag
is so hard to listen to.
What is there to hear?

It only made it
that much better that you told
me after you died

Ephron was the first
in a long line of crooks who
run cemeteries

He pushed and he pulled
playing hero and victim
seeking while hiding.

Seeking clarity
by being ambivalent
clearly may not work.