The American Dream


When you
      climb the tower of the fun-house
      house-party, the tilted stairways
      the rooms full of beds.
Choose to
       duck behind the stage curtain
                    in the attic with your Patrick
       **** thick white lines up
                    your nose
        **** that you missed your shift
                    slept til ten in the night.

When you
       walk to the Russian bakery
                    take the 35 cent puff pastries
        from under the glass ceiling.
Choose to
       drown in body pleasure,
Earn          
                    your residency.