nurse jackyl
bet you thought you knew who she was
but she is a barbarian
now that you come to weep on her rug
and pay for the privilege
she will sew buttons to your living skin
and sing you a lullaby
get full marks for trying it on
if it ends in gratuity
stuffs your turkey tummy all by hand
and smiles like an alien
bet you thought that tuna was fresh
but it glowered like sodium
made you a poser for a new york mag
but you got your stigmata
lay golden eggs in the palm of her hand
from your golden cloaca
still got things to do with your life
let her give you salvation