Tuesday, November 19, 2019

Poem: November 19, 2019

Boys

I remember it started with
an email you sent to a few
of us in which you linked
an article about a company
that was selling Jesus-
scented candles, and to
which you had added the
comment, What fresh Hell
is this? (which I thought
was really funny). And I
remember that your email
set off an exchange in which
all of us riffed on the idea
via Reply All that lasted
all day. What would Jesus
smell like? What other holy
Bible-themed scents might
be marketable? I wouldn't
want a Lazarus-scented 
candle or Jonah inside 
the whale! The emails
tumbled in throughout the
day, branching off of one
another deliciously to the
point that I was hitting
refresh constantly like a
lab rat hits the serotonin
button, giggling at every
new email, and racing to be
the first to write the best
response, gleefully chasing
the high produced by clever
and irreverent friends, all
focused on absurdity and
determined to never stop
delighting one another.


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