poem of the day 05.28.10

blue fingernail

too much
wine in the heat
last night
you can’t hold on to
anything
i look out the window
think i see
that chinese cunt
digging through
the garbage again
clanking bottles
in the humid night
i go to say something
that’s when the broken
window pane
drops on me
the one the super promised
to fix a year ago
it catches my finger
and my soul
i get it out
dance around the room
in pain
as my wife runs around
getting me an ice pack
and more wine
shit, i think
looking out the closed window
it wasn’t even
the chinese cunt
after all
just a woman and a cart
full of groceries
coming home to cook dinner
i look at my finger
the nail is blue
it looks painted on
beautiful
an expected end
to this fucking day