On A Not So Secular Day

When I am caught staring at these shot glasses, a dramatic dialogue ensues...

"Name these Gods", I am ordered.
"Are these Gods? Never seen them before."
"See...Exactly...Because they are!"
"OK... Hmm... Give a little hint..."
"They rock our world."
"Oh...Are they your rock stars? Then one of them must be that guy Cobain... who went the heroin way because he found this earth heavier than heaven?"
"SACRILEGE!", she screams.
"What? My religion isn't rock music!"
"Thank God it is not... you non-secular piece of shit!"
"But am right...no? It is Cobain..."
"You don't deserve to know... or even look at them!"

She pushes me out of the room.
Rock music fans are very sensitive people.

This one is for her

It is not an age she should look forward to... ideally...
It is an age where she is one-more-deep in so called Q-life crisis...
Still... she wants all of it... because today she can quote her favorite man to herself...

Sit, drink your coffee here;
Your work can wait awhile.
You're twenty-six,
And still have some life ahead.
No need for wit;
Just talk vacuities, and I'll
Reciprocate in kind, or laugh at you instead.
The world is too opaque, distressing and profound.
This twenty minutes' rendezvous will make my day:
To sit here in the sun, with grackles all around,
Staring with beady eyes, and you two feet away

She sometimes dreams she was his muse...
How she flatters herself!

Now only if he could actually read this to her, she would consider this life lived.