while the candle burns

Black bread and butter:
slather butter,
eat bread, slather butter...
speak half-truths,
douse your mouth with water,
then rape the bread basket
and slather another...

it's just another barbaric day
in some zombified American province:
the motored monkeys are pushing
in the street,
and your shrink is
swimming with the sharks
off Koh Tao Island...
and his drugs
are failing now
as is every game in town,
but it's even stranger
and blacker further down...

so just smoke another cigar
(you shallow hedonistic freak,)
and eat more buttered bread...
until you're bloated and dead