The dirtiest corner is always the one where the brooms are kept.
The first thing you need to know
is that it happens right here,
time & again. And also
that the heavens do not open
because they already gape as wide
as they will go: witness young Iscariot,
those stars in his eyes
about to go nova. He means to see
justice done, because somebody —
Tax collectors? Call girls? —
must pay for this profligacy. Ah,
there he is again, on the front page,
in black & white.
That corrupt bastard
who’s married to his wife. Well,
I’ve always been a straight-shooter,
he thinks, & raises the picture
to his lips.