washed down with disinfectant antiseptic
tranquilizers blue and soapy
while the nurses go down on each other in the
white plastic bathroom across the hall
nipple milk like a squirtgun all over the floor
bombarded with nuclear missiles and atomic bile
radiating from the radiator like sunshine
must look like from prison
while the television is a proboscis from the wall
erect antennae like an insect feeling
rotten meat sliming the asphalt and dirt
the screen spilling out onto the floor with
mashed potatoes and light brown gravy
lumpy and ill
swallow it down and spit it up dribbling
like a babysmell talcom and vomit
atrophied testicles drying out and falling off like dead fruit
hair matted and moist like the inside of an infected ear
and your teeth must be shit because they feed me
premasticated muscles in yellow sauce
soft and amiable
my eyes pulled like cow udders
milking down my face
until i finally am
blind
and can't feel it when they shoot me up
except that there are certain times of the day
i haven't heard the intercom or the creak in his back as he dies
and i don't smell anything except my own peeling skin
the sheets are magnetic and come to my fingers with love
and until i breathe again
i can't remember
where i am
there are wonderful moments these days
Back.