I know you’re a priest, but I’m not going to be a priest

Every step
is a protopian trek
through a jungle overgrown
with thick roots and poison leaves.

Yes, even the poisonous
cannot contain their self-interest.
Even the revolution
must surely bring oppression.

My advice to people
who are considering
becoming priests:
Be sure to wear clean underwear.
Be aware that not every priest is like you.
Don’t get into fights with other priests unless they deserve it.
Never be ashamed.
Only apologize to children.

I’m not some crazy
priest-hoarding freak
who is going out of his mind
with plans to destroy this world on a whim.

However, if that turns out to be the case, then I’m sorry, I was only kidding. I’m just kidding. Just kidding.

Here is a joke
I wrote in seminary,
by far my favorite joke,
the one that I always come back to:

“How do you think Jesus died?

Do you think he was hit in the head with a rock?

Do you think he was hit by a bus?

Do you think he was hit by lightning?

Do you think he was hit by a car?

Do you think he was hit by a train?

Do you think he was hit by lightning?

Do you think he was hit by a train?

Do you think he was hit by a train?
Do you think he was hit by a train?

Do you think he was hit by a train?
Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was hit by a train? Do you think he was? Do you? Do you?”

Get it?

I know you’re a priest, but I’m not going to be a priest