them!!!

in the rusty corner
is mr kafka
meat hook fingers
scraping existence
revealing layers
a prague train station
hes going home

and in a dark room
hanging
lie bob dylan
mr cohen
and Abraham
that pure soul
is a flame
adonai shines bright
and he will never extinguish
the flame of pain
we all can learn
to be not so stressed
to lay back relax
and learn from him
that we are all opressed
in our gloom
by us
as mr kafka blows the dust
from the Torah
and revives our trust
in Mr Gregor Samsa