Guess Who’s Kohening To Dinner? – A poem for Parsha Metzora (Aliyah 4)

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After this, the kohen shall come to look at the house.

Buying a home is complicated.
(I’d also like to mention, if you

are lucky enough to buy a home
it is worth every signature,

on every piece of digital paper.
It is worth every phone call

and inspection and visit.
It is worth all the pennies you

spend on the process.)
It is several Torahs worth

of words on papers.
It is Rabbis disguised as

realtors and city inspectors
asking questions you never

knew should be asked.
They will discover things

inside your new walls. Things that
will surprise the current owners.

Things that need to be changed
before the final Kohen comes

to hand you the keys. Be grateful
for these complications.

Like our laws from on high
they are there to protect you.

To keep the lesions from migrating
from your walls to your skin.

To keep the inside air you breathe
palatable to your lungs. These will

be your walls for, if you’re lucky,
decades to come.

May you be so lucky to meet
a city inspector. May the keys
of your dreams be in your future.

Sign everything. (Though maybe
read it first.) Double dot your i’s.

They’ve been doing this since
the foot of the mountain.

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