- Jimmy Broccoli
Religion & Profanity
I drop your hand, as we walk down the pat together
You’ve announced, “He Has Risen – Hallowed Be His Name”
And I look in a different direction
Days later, your hand is in mine again
And this makes me smile – and it makes you smile too
“I hope you’re having a lovely Wednesday”, I say
And you tell me you are
Then, days later, I post something that includes the word “fuck”, or “motherfucker” or “cunt” and you drop my hand,
as we walk down the path together
This is totally okay – I then see you in the distance
You’re my friend -
As I continue to use profanity and turn the air around us – for miles, blue
“Hello, I hope you’re having a wonderful Thursday”, I say
As I turn to you
Your hand is within mine again
This is comfortable – and I like your hand in mine
It doesn’t have to remain there always –
But I like when it happens
You say, “He Has Risen”, and I use the word “cunt” in a poem
We’ll meet up later – down the path
Because you are my friend – and we concentrate on what we have in common
Period – I will see you soon, my friend
And I think you are amazing
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