The Mezunian

Die Positivität ist das Opium des Volkes, aber der Spott ist das Opium der Verrückten

perpetually wet slipper blues

Accompanying music:
(courtesy o’ this masterpiece)

many times have i rumbled the dryer’s eve

but the clammy mushrooms still sprout e’ery step

the soggy frostflaked spill o’ winterspring

the pipes bursting crooklimbed with excess fluid

creaking geriatric fluthroated voice

as coughs shred walls bloody

but still the itchy puddles linger

thermostat swinging wildly in a spell

shivering melting

quivering swelt’ring

invisible weights pulling e’ery ligament

eyes beginning to leak with red rust

toilet paper slithering all o’er the tiles

attaching its wet tentacle to my soles

sticky nuclear waste slime stains stay the counters

sour meatshreds infest the sink

& cling to the bottom o’ the water filter when it’s filled

its crystal clear water a delicate bubble boy

boils bursting volcano red on foreheads

no damp cloths can quench their unrelenting thirst

addictive saltgrease teasing you to scratch

& spread its pus pollen —

¡out! ¡out! ¡out!

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