Jesus Takes the Guys Bowling - Warren LaRocque
Not twelve,
Thirteen.
Fourteen, fifteen if Mom and Dad come along.
It’s a long drive from Heaven to my favorite
Spot (detour, of course,
To pick up Judas).
Split, strike, gutterball.
Peter uses a six pound ball,
Since he likes things easy.
We break garlic bread over sticky tables
And laugh about the lion carefully grooming
The lamb. He doesn’t mind his teeth.
I throw the game. I want my friends to win.
I am the king of Heaven.
At the bowling alley, I’m just another
member of the league.
Warren LaRocque is a 21 year old poet, storyteller, and general layabout. Boasting a perverse fascination with the grotesque and disturbing, his work focuses on, well, the grotesque and disturbing. When he’s not writing poetry, he’s studying at the University at Albany or watching a vampire movie. All he does is think about vampires. We’re worried about him.