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“Considering Marriage,” “Epitaph for Ronald Reagan,” and Early Morning Sacrilege”

By Greg Scharf

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Considering Marriage

My back is killing me
and there’s nobody here
to rub it.
Maybe this is why men get married,
but then what do married men do
about the constant pain
in their ass.


Epitaph for Ronald Reagan

If only Nancy
would have told him
to "just say no"
to the dying
of the light.


Early Morning Sacrilege--for Mel Gibson

Alone in her room
body splayed on the bed
early morning ecstasy of
Saint Theresa rays
shooting through cotton blinds
dreaming of little angels
with big long spears,
her arms flapped out
like Christ on the cross
thinking, “God,
I need to get nailed.”

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Greg Scharf lives in Los Angeles, CA above a garage; sort of like Fonzi but without the chicks (perhaps because he barks at his neighbors and talks to their dogs). He hates people who record their outgoing answering machine messages in the third person, and so he feels a bit like a hypocrite right now. You can read some of his other poems in upcoming issues of Mouseion, My Favorite Bullet, Spent Meat, Lunatic Chameleon and Underground Voices. His website: http://nauseaabovethegarge.com. He’s starting to dig this whole third person thing and just might continue talking this way for the rest of his life.