rivers of shit
flooding the kitchen
rivers of dirty water to drink
madmen
screaming in the bathroom
rivers of madmen
jerking off
to school-aged girls
the same faces
day in and day out
like reoccurring character
in the bad sitcom of my life
the rivers of alcohol
that i have consumed
to help me cope
others have worse hells
but this is mine
so fuck off
and if this place doesn’t kill me
and if i don’t go mad
or kill someone myself
i still have thirteen years of this left
before the great
meat grinder of capitalism
casts me off
like fatty gristle
on an overcooked steak
condescends
to finally throw me away.
John Grochalski is the author of the poetry collections, The Noose Doesn’t Get Any Looser After You Punch Out (Six Gallery Press 2008), Glass City (Low Ghost Press, 2010), In The Year of Everything Dying (Camel Saloon, 2012), Starting with the Last Name Grochalski (Coleridge Street Books, 2014), and The Philosopher’s Ship (Alien Buddha Press, 2018). He is also the author of the novels, The Librarian (Six Gallery Press 2013), and Wine Clerk (Six Gallery Press 2016). Grochalski currently lives in Brooklyn, New York, where the garbage can smell like roses if you wish on it hard enough.
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