Everyone Wants the Truth
She did not like
the poster of Lenny Bruce
hanging beside the bed,
the one that says
“FUCK”
in bright red letters
right across the middle
of it.
“What does something like that
say to your children?” she asked.
“I don’t know,” I said.
“What did it say to your children
when you had them killed
before they could be born?”
Everyone wants the truth
until they get.
And when they don’t like it,
they call the madhouse and
have the messenger
strapped down and
taken away.
Don’t believe it?
Take a trip to the madhouse
and find out
for yourself.
There’s enough truth in there
to kill a hundred herds of elephants
and one silly-assed
shell of a woman
who left one silly-assed
shell of a man
alone in his bedroom
with a deep purple
hard on.
No one
really pulls for
the bad guy.
Ever.
Bud Faust is a writer, poet and playwright from New Orleans.
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