Where the tv zombies and the coffee aliens dance to a soundless tune
while the machines moan the numbers, over and over and over again.
“This is what you’re worth,” they say. “This is what your life is worth.”
And children push each other in beautiful cruel games.
“Didn’t your mamma teach you to be nice?” The elders ask, but
This is a loss concept to monkeys.
There Is no such thing as civility with no brains.
There is that sound though, zzzzzzz is the static noise that births you.
Your toddler falls from a two inch stair, and you scream like a bitch
He suffers from a grave injury called: weakness.
“My precious child” the baby mamma screams, and then makes goo goo noises. (Is that what love is supposed to look like?!)
And the father comes through the door, the poor bastard
Not knowing that gem isn’t his.
“Who did you fuck?” He can’t ask. But she knows who she fucked
That little neighbor boy with the gift.
He knows what to do, he doesn’t work long hours like her husband.
And he has a crave for older women.
His house is a house of pigs,
“Welcome to the house of pigs, motherfuckers! (he says)
Scratch your lovers in the back, until they orgasm
Drown on the alcohol and the suburban noise,
Feed your lustful deprivations in ragged clothes and drink it all before
Papa sees you. Because it’ll be all gone.”
He is THE tv zombie, THE coffee alien,
“When did you get so depressing, Tommy?” his mother asks
But there’s not time for bullshit.
Only time for rum and cracked eggs in the morning.
He works with those machines.
(The ones that own your soul, you know very well).
“PRICE CHECK!” he has to scream sometimes.
Not knowing he is a daddy.
It doesn’t matter anyway…
He has moths and cockroaches and rats that love him,
Who whisper sweet nothings in his ear
As he OD’s inside the bathtub full of honey.
It is so sweet in a way, so sad in a way.
So, he drifts and he leaves and he disappears,
whispering the echoes of his dead fiancé’s words:
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