Antonio Zeno Shindler, Bulgarian-American
It Had Happened Again. Jared and T.J. Had Shown Up at Work Wearing the Exact Same Outfit, ca. 1893
Oil on canvas
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/// In the sulfurous caves of Gehenna,
Hell-spawn’s tats dye flesh orange with henna.
Cut-off, with one exception:
They get cellphone reception,
but so bad, earbuds need long antenna.
/// These two demons are speaking of you.
Each citation of sinning is true.
Show you mercy? They won’t.
And the devil you don’t
know is worse than the devil you do.
/// In their hands they hold torture devices.
There’s an axe-head that slices and dices.
Others stoke or fan flames
which consume sinners’ frames.
Here the wages of sin cause high prices.
/// Loincloths aren’t to everyone’s taste,
but in Hades they can’t be replaced.
By the devils they’re prized
when, as humans disguised,
each will wrap his barbed tail ‘round his waist.
/// Demons keep up a human pretension
when they visit the Earthly dimension.
Any pointy-eared snob
who refused an ear-job
is assigned to a Star Trek Convention.
/// Death-Guards stationed by Hell’s River Styx,
stop to brag of the pain each inflicts.
They are evil incarnate,
but there’s one thing they are not:
Paid purveyors of pure politics.
/// Zeno Shindler would surely be pissed
that his painting’s real subjects I’d missed.
They are Marquesan Men,
and not devils who yen
to see me put on Shindler’s shÃt list.
/// Each Marquesan, on these islands born,
has tattoos which, his body, adorn.
And his hair he anoints,
shaves, and shapes into points
which are made to resemble a horn.
/// Paul Gaugin and the singer Jacques Brel,
chose these isles as their last place to dwell.
Natives have no taboo
about sex, as we do,
so it seems that it’s nothing like Hell.
/// (Dilbert’s boss traveled to Polynesia.
What he did there he blames on amnesia.
His pointy-haired sons,
with their bare tattooed buns,
were conceived via full anæsthesia.)