Tuesday, 6 September 2011

Back of the van 2

Oh the irony.

Forgive me baby Jesus for my cynical heart.

Those bleak,potato faced,puffy alcoholic eyed journeys from site

have been replaced by the joys of religion.

Relentless Christian indoctrination.

The worker drones up front

with glazed expressions hiding dreadful Romanian pasts.

Hurtling along

with scant control of the wheel.

Gospel blasting


Angels on the roof.

And i feel the demons in my gut,

squirming from this hell.

thankyou Jesus.

For your power to heal

and keep an eye on the bastard behind the wheel.

He can't drive for shit

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