Percy
by Appelquist
oh, shit - percy is
standing on the
player piano, swinging
his ass in the air and
spilling his cocktail
everywhere, singing
words along to a waltz
that wasn’t written with
any.
somebody stop him or
somebody applaud. somebody
has to rescue him from us,
somebody must intuit his
mother’s shame, his wife’s,
his brother’s…
oh shit, percy, who is as
human as you? you, the
last best example of modern
man, who’s humiliation lives in
his the shadow of his hubris
and cannot keep it
bottled in.
oh, shit - percy takes
the fall for all of us and
our watching, watching
bent.
