Bad Liver

1 May

worse than a beating
a lecture
or even day old liver waiting on a plate into the night
is the sound of someone else’s ping-pong

after you scratch your head or rub your nose
your fingers harness something
the smell of self
the taste of incipient tears mixed with
the self-inflicted suffering of an evening trashed in bitter spite

and like self pity
the salty ferric juices that you swallow
and allow yourself to savor
are yielded by futility
futility has the taste of bad liver


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