Monday, February 25, 2013

Pink Eye

 
as north korean rockets sail
as egypt burns
 
 
as guns of ignorance
strangle the drought of american landscapes
 
 
just as old ice melts into
the overwhelmed ocean
flooding other land
 
 
and it’s sixty degrees one day
and it’s twelve degrees on the next
 
 
he sits there
shouting into his cell phone
about how he has pink eye
 
 
how his wife his pink eye
 
 
how his daughter had pink eye
 
 
and how his son is sure to get pink eye
 
 
he sits there
disease riddled and out in the open
 
 
coughing all over us
 
 
eating a slice of pizza
picking his nose and scratching his balls
 
 
wiping his hands on everything
 
 
king of the world
 
 
king of his own little
fucking world.
 
 
 
--John Grochalski

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