we live in an age of constant bombardment
even when I take a piss there’s a sign on the urinal handle
ANIMAL NATION
whatever that means
before my face hangs a poster
THE ORCHID HIGHWAY PRESENTS DIRTY BLUE GROOVE
I realize that now, as for decades
funk, art, rebellion and the fringe
has and always will piss in the flower pot
and so it should
so I celebrate this as I pick up a pint
that I found on the tank of a toilet stall
and drink it down
cheers
and cheers to you, fellow space travelers
