fattened fascist farting songs of freedom
belly distended, face distorted
sweat and **** seeping from between
ingrown hairs and grim filled pores
corrupted lice run rampant
hanging on for dear life from a greasy comb-over
toilet paper, stained, sits stuffed
next to dirt and skin cells
beneath fat and crusty fingernails
hurriedly he dresses in his shame suit
wiping spittle from an intoxicated mouth
adjusting in front of a cracked and discolored mirror
sticky ***** and three day old boxers
shambling down the hallway
scuffed boot limps
as bloodshot eyes adjust to the horror
sharp reality stabs deep as the roar deafens
“** ** **”
“Merry Christmas”