what the fudge

in a quest for

spiritual purity

i try to clean up my

language

by using words like dang,

or fudge,

or jimminy crickets

when something goes awry.

when i hit my thumb

with a hammer,

or spill a gallon of paint.

or when coffee spills

on my new white

shirt, or when i call someone

in the middle of making love

the wrong name.

dag nab it 

just doesn't have the

same impact.