ode to you
vacuum salesman guy
you absterge the carpet with such cultivationas
your silver contrivance devours every molecule of mayhem
you simper at the recognition of your obsidian chompersas
you peer into your commiserable personage
you notice that your life is full of mortification
for you have failed
you do not speculate ways to make it convalescent
you just sit and grovel in your misfortunes
and drop small ones on the floor
