Big babies in love with
themselves
and expecting others to love them—
how reasonable is that?
Maybe, baby, we’ll have
ourselves,
just like Romeo and Juliet,
two cute babies in love with themselves
all our loving turned to elves,
as we fatten
on our baby fat.
It doesn’t get any funner than
that—
we get to sing, “I am an antiChrist,”
for our biggest fan, Jesus Himself.
Plato said we’re each only half
of a complete erotic circle—
why we yearn so hard for others.
We’re big babies whom the world
loves
for reasons we can’t fathom.
We’re helpless, but others might love us—
how charming is that?
