magic (poetry by a spiritual teen)

like the atheists think
maybe there's indeed no
magic in this world

but if there isn't
may God strike me down
because i believe

in something beyond --
beyond science, beyond
the immediacy of reason

i believe in the spirits
of trees, in the holiness
of nature, that love

for example isn't just
chemical, that bonds
don't expire in death,

that memory, moreover,
can maybe last forever
that our ancestors

are still with us,
perhaps begging for us
to be better.

short declaration

I'm the VP of Congress Avenue
and I have a shot
of winning the whole neighborhood
merely by unzipping my fly
and showing the whole world
or at least a small part of it
my above-average dong.