The Lost Highway

there is a neon JESUS here

dressed like an electric Hank Williams

picking out Bob Dylan on the juke box

 

trucker cap patrons make fun of his long hair

Jesus smiles when he hears the prayers of Elvis

patrons spit bud light on the bar

 

"uh oh, I know , I know what I have done"

cries the fat one

jesus says 'there ain't no God, I ain't no son

 

"you've got a lot of nerve" barks the JUKE

'you betcha' says Jesus

the barmaid asks for a percocet or a vicodin

 

way out back little Richard is putting on eye liner

robert Johnson tunes his guitar

the devil takes note and offers him a deal

 

and that's how we got rock n roll

with a pop art kiss

and Kurt Cobain shoots smack and complains of a bellyache

 

Jesus is tired and ready to go and ready for a breakfast burrito

then a needle drops on Lou Reed's velvet underground (and by some miracle the closet mix too!!!)

"jesus help me find my proper place"

 

Jesus finishes his beer

and says

"anything for you, Lou"

Done