Goodtime Jesus (1979)
James Tate
Jesus got up one day a little later than usual. He had been dreaming so deep
there was nothing left in his head. What was it? A nightmare, dead bodies
walking all around him, eyes rolled back, skin falling off. But he wasn’t
afraid of that. It was a beautiful day. How ’bout some coffee? Don’t mind
if I do. Take a little ride on my donkey, I love that donkey. Hell, I love
everybody.