popularity contest

sitting, stretched over
a burnt cigarette and
accommodating greetings -

pink finger tips
and, oh-
pink finger tips.

a ceiling tile slid open,
Fuck!
it’s all painted over
by some fat man who breathes too heavily.

my bed sheets smelled new,
fresh from the drier -
no stains, no stench -
like sunglasses in the dark,
cover darkness with darkness;

the good fall slow (torturously) -

common good not so popular, popular good not so common.