An Attempt at Rationalization or An Exercise in Procrastination

Hm well that's interesting. I was just experimenting with the title and accidentally posted a post. Who knew such things could be? I guess that's why G-d invented the trial-and-error system of things.
Anyway, I haven't posted in awhile, and I have to say Ive been a little out of touch with the blogosphere for awhile. It takes so much effort to stay current you know? It's hours every day.
So, Purim is coming. And because Purim is coming and I have nothing in particular to say at the moment I am going to publish here for public consumption a poem I wrote for Purim in Israel last year. It's fun stuff. Enjoy, and let me know what you think, please.

Shushan Purim
Touch of the fairy about the angel's wings
and of the student in the ripped blue jeans
but in the champagne mists of a festival town
gone mad with wine and song
fairies, angels
butterflies and lampshades
all look more or less the same
and the Jesus dancing in the streets instructs:
take you some of this green thing
from this golden town
on this golden day
and fly over Judean hills in a spinning speeding bus
which winds into the penultimate moment
towards feasting and frolicking and a bearded wizard
in an emerald robe
and destiny waiting in a den of dancing hippies
to mix the wine with herbs and triangles
where in the giddy revelry
no one can tell the difference