the homeless guy outside of my job
doesn’t care about our little pandemic
he
needs
to use the bathroom
and if we’re closed
he’ll scream and rant and rave
stick his hand down his pants
come up with an armful of shit
and smear it on our door
claim the dog did it
as he runs away from the cops
the homeless guy outside of my job
doesn’t care about our little pandemic
or washing his hands
for twenty seconds
while he hums the ABCs
or where he can get some hand sanitizer
and rubber gloves
how many people are infected
how many people have died
whether or not
the president is incompetent
he wants to use the shitter now
find a place to sleep now
and if he can’t get that?
then he’s content
to spread his feces
like a master baker
all over the glass and door handle
cackling
at our outrage
wide enough
so that we can see his one good tooth
in the thick, brown smear
as he stumbles away
a big, dirty infection
a capitalist plague
the original global virus.
--John Grochalski
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