Hot Tub Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Commemorate all your fallen moments
All the hate your neighbor
You’re better than your fellowman
All the competitive bullshit
Tied in knots of pride
Culture of crass indifference
Remember the fire of disdain
You win and everyone else loses
Exulted like lofty demons falling

Gardens of stone and gold
Repair the fire damage
Babylonian draperies of loneliness
Exquisite taste from deep inferiority
Shekels and talents chained to slave ships
Galleons where dreams play water sports
She handcuffs herself to the ground
Earth with stains of ancient stars
Dance amidst the great lobbyist ball

Another dam funeral Saturday
Now I got to buy another card
Oh well, I shouldn’t be so selfish
I am tired of so many people calling me
Everyone seems to be so insane
I wish I had more cable stations
I wish the porno channels were for free
Health nuts don’t like my white bread
Don’t they know something gets us all

Stranded on the islands of mail order brides
Parades on Main Street with harlequin smiles
Gold cufflinks sold for a pack of cigarettes
Her make up runs like a clown crying
We are in love with each other’s illusion
We feel each others sickness will pass
Going to change my life someday
Age of anxiety turns into sex education
It’s time for the hot tub