Jesus Burger
Feeling spiritually hungry,
I stopped by at an
Internet writers’ joint,
Where I was served with
A Jesus burger, well done,
On a mystic Sufi bun,
With kosher pickles,
Kabbalic lettuce and
Shamanic tomatoes,
With that secret Zen sauce
And transcendental Maya,
With a large order of
Wicca fries and a bottle
Of flavored holy water,
And I ate it all up
Hook, line and sinker
Until I got a heartburn
From all the baloney —
So I started writing
My postmodern Marxist
Slogans that New Age
Consciousness is the
McDonald’s of the masses.
March 26, 2006
--Alexander Shaumyan
The Door: Selected Poems
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