Earnest Goes to My Head

It seems that he’s on every channel:
Earnest Angley at all hours.
Whether I like it or not
(which I don’t) he’s there,
wishing me a “happy, happy Jesus
(whatever the hell that means).

I remeber clearly: I’m watching that cartoon
with the annoying Red Riding Hood and the Wolf
and Earnest comes on, smiling and rubbing his hands
just like the aforementioned wolf
and I can’t take it. I cghange the station.
The news. Except that the anchorman wants me to have
a happy, happy Jesus. Next channel:
Talk show. Earnest’s voice from Jerry’s mouth.
Change. No matter where I go, Earnest follows.
I wake up.

Was this an Epiphany? Gods, I hope not.
I don’t have the time ot the energy for
another one of those. I look up.
Earnest and his choir are on the TV.
So it wasn’t a sign, it was all in my head.

Two days later, I buy a Talking Heads CD.
In the liner notes, it says,
“David hits himself on the head (like Earnest Angley).”