In the Image of God

My left hand is the Spiral Nebula
MY right thumb, the people of Nepal.
A herd of Siberian deer:  my eyelash.
A scar across my chest:  the Chinese wall.
Seas and rivers course my veins.
I cough:  a hurricane.
My stomach growls:  Vesuvian ash.
I am.  I am.

Today I promoted my right hand
to manager
for doing good work.
Left's been complaining
'bout not enough blood.
If he doesn't shape up I'll
have to cut him off completely.
Livers complaining about 
hazardous working conditions
Christ! he means whiskey.
But it keeps brain happy
and he's my main man.
Heart worked all day, today,
without a break
as usual
but he says
no one is co-operating.
Fuck co-operation.
Competition is where its at.

I went out walking
tearing my hair
A bomb blast in Belfast
killed women at prayer.
Without a cry
I plucked out my eye
Japanese mothers
Saw death in the sky
I sat to feast
on broken glass:
A starving Ibo
died, at last.
Boiling water on 
upturned palm:
Vietnamese chidren
discover Napalm.
I smoked a joint
of poison oak
Six million jews
Got Hitler's joke.
Head beating
on steel street light:
Gook!  Nigger!
Honkie! Kike!
Glory in blood!
Honor in pain!
Glory in blood!!
Honor in pain!!
Glory in blood!!!
Honor in pain!!!
Stop it!
This is insane.

My left hand is
	the Spiral Nebula
MY right thumb,
	the people of Nepal.
A herd of Siberian deer:
	my eyelash.
The scar across my chest:
	the Chinese wall.
Seas and rivers course my veins.
I cough:
	a hurricane.
My stomach growls:
	Vesuvian ash.
I am.  I am.