The meat racks in the mansion house
are topped with memory foam
imported from Scandinavia
On camels by way of Rome.
The carpet on the downstairs wall
is hung in honor of
a Persian poet pedophile
who sliced his brother up.

The rooms atop the staircase
just beyond the chandelier
are useless to the residents
and others who come near
expecting inebriation
and coital gifts from girls
who were kidnapped out of east Yong Do
by would be Dukes of Earl.

Now everyone with power knows
Life’s become a joke
sold to those who surf the internet
while they swallow, snort or choke
all praying something happens
but knowing nothing will
its all an invitation
to go swimming in the swill.

So don’t worry if your watch stops
just before you reach your train;
don’t think you’re so important
that they’ll resurrect your brain
to remove the mystic answers
to the questions you don’t know.
The universe can’t see you
And she won’t notice when you go.