The Bible-Thumping Jesus Freaks of the Invisible Boulevard at Fern Rock Station (from Degrees Kelvin, Beer, and the Price of Oil Paint)

“Good morning,

ladies and gentlemen.

Be glad you woke up

to-day, because

someone

else

didn’t.”

I walk off the bus,

my guitar case

strapped to my back,

and I laugh a little bit.

When I was young, I stood

up on the coffee table to dance,

and my father told me

that he knew I was

his tiny dancer, even

before I was born.