That Really Pretty Girl Options

I called a church parishioner;
being a prominent member of the community,
it surprised me that she didn't know my name.

“Oh yes, I think I know you.
You're that boy who sings
beside that really pretty girl on Sundays."

Yes, that really pretty girl who sings on Sundays:

With a voice so tragically beautiful,
many wonder if God Himself
sent an angel to grace us with her presence.

An angel with wings blackened and torn,
who marches to the altar in combat boots.
Receives solace for her soul in a miniskirt,
mixing the Blood of Christ with a shot of vodka.

That really pretty girl who did meditative
bong shots the night before
with saints and sinners,
peasants and kings.

Invoking the name of the Almighty
In the back of a car
exactly as God created her;
feeding her apple to Adam and his snake.

That really pretty girl
thrives in the shadows of sin
and shrinks away from all sunlight.
Lost in a perpetual winter,
never knowing the warmth and comfort
of untainted joy -

“Is she your girlfriend?�

“No,� I replied.

She was.

“But I do sing with that really pretty girl on Sundays.�

[gemma]

I liked this a lot.. My mother used to insist upon my going to church. Only no one wrote a poem about me, that i know of. But I digress. Nice poem. I really liked "that really pretty girl who did meditative bong shots the night before with saints and sinners, peasants and kings."