Any Day Now
Empty hours are a blessing after razzamataz.
By blessing I mean I was seven and I relaxed.
Now there are pills so I can participate in the razzamataz
Like everybody else and be as steady. Don’t worry,
The pills are weak and there’s just two.
I have a gift for participating with the people
Since I was eight and developed my act
For mimicking a priest. The act would be funny
Even now to you, and spiritual even
Now to you, a discerning listener, a famous
Rightfully famous audience member, a professional
Audience member. I take the pills
To participate rather than dominate.
But any way you cut it it’s a strain
And empty hours are a blessing
But such an imitation of, and advertisement for, the end.