Make it look pretty
he said
This is the grand opening
When I’m here
you’re gonna be facing your asses off
So we faced
me and the kid from Ghana
pulling the Fresh Burst Listerines
and Dove body bars out
he pulled
like his life depended on it
while the managers
smoked cigarettes
and talked about bowling
he pulled and pulled
for pennies
for his family back home
I pulled for rent
I was much slower
I liked the guy though
we were both pulling
while the rest of the world picked
it was the way it worked
it was the way it didn’t
© 2010 Lee Kitzis
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Cleaning the Shelves
The old women on the laxative bottles dance
There’s a box of irritable bowel meds
with an ice cream cone on it
next to the ice cream cone it says
“vanilla twist”
next to that it says
“diarrhea”
I make my way to the “personal confidence” pads
when the muzak kicks in
I estimate I’ve inhaled about 3 grams of human skin cells
it must be 3:30
I check my cell phone clock
it’s 2:15
Depends
pour femmes
French is such a beautiful language
If you ask them why
why you have to do this
they’ll tell you
it must be done
if you ask them
for more money
they’ll tell you
it cannot be done
and the maxi-pads stay clean
your grandpa shits in his pants
and everyone thinks he was gardening
and you continue to inhale your forefathers
for a check that isn’t yours
You continue
with the bad music
and the dust
© 2010 Lee Kitzis
There’s a box of irritable bowel meds
with an ice cream cone on it
next to the ice cream cone it says
“vanilla twist”
next to that it says
“diarrhea”
I make my way to the “personal confidence” pads
when the muzak kicks in
I estimate I’ve inhaled about 3 grams of human skin cells
it must be 3:30
I check my cell phone clock
it’s 2:15
Depends
pour femmes
French is such a beautiful language
If you ask them why
why you have to do this
they’ll tell you
it must be done
if you ask them
for more money
they’ll tell you
it cannot be done
and the maxi-pads stay clean
your grandpa shits in his pants
and everyone thinks he was gardening
and you continue to inhale your forefathers
for a check that isn’t yours
You continue
with the bad music
and the dust
© 2010 Lee Kitzis
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