Issue 17 • Spring 2006 • Poetry

Evildoers

Trebor Healey

Imagine a world of young men
Frustrated
Unempowered
Vulnerable to manipulative, religious nutcases
Vulnerable to a bad idea about God
Vulnerable to a failure of imagination
-- that breached levee that religion fills

But the truth is
God is what happens when people fuck
Even a Christian fundamentalist would agree,
though he'd need a temple of rationales to surround the concept

You don't buy it?
Well, I'm not here to proselytize
Let's bid for the boys
I'll meet your 16 virgins and raise you
3 uncut cocks and a tight boy's ass

But 'sperm is cheap' says Edmund White

Plenty for everyone then

In a world of perceived scarcity
--there is enough food
--there is enough medicine
--there is enough love
--and there's more than enough sperm

It's all in the systems of delivery

Walls of greed block the food and medicine
Religion blocks the sperm and love

Do the algebra and you get
Greed+religion=poverty=powerlessness=violent young men

But in the grass roots of their balls
They are powerful and wealthy beyond measure

So wouldn't the algebra work just as well in reverse?
Peaceful, tender young men, well-fucked and spent=personal, animal power=the wealth of joy and peace and truth and love=spirit, free of religion +
--well, who needs money?

We have sperm
Millionaires all

Trebor Healey is the author of the 2004 Ferro-Grumley and Violet Quill award-winning novel Through It Came Bright Colors. His poetry collection Sweet Son of Pan is due out from Suspect Thoughts Press in June 2006, and a short story collection, A Perfect Scar and Other Stories, is will be released by Harrington Park Press in 2007. Trebor lives in Los Angeles where he is at work on his second novel. www.treborhealey.com.

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