give me a taste
I want the awful bile
burning my crusty gullet
let me smell the stench
face the fecal realities

show me all Hell’s horror
gutter views as lives pass
bloated penthouse atrocities

shred the ancient wallpaper
no more fingers in dikes
splay and display the Trojan horses

let me see it as it is
all guards dropped now
I’m willing to wallow
ready to pay that damned piper

and when through,
I have but one request

a single rose, please
A white one, thank you.

Oscar