Life, life, life…
Life is crazy.
Crazy as the deranged guy
on the Broad Street Line
with eyes darting in different directions.
Having shouting matches with his own reflection.
Proclaiming to be Jesus Christ resurrected
as his reeking stench of beer and piss
pass through the train car
he pulls out a jar to relieve himself
asking, “Who wants a little Jesus juice?”
“How ‘bout you?”
by Anonomz
Journey of Anonomz 