III

kawaii vernichtungslager

i was up with the sun

shining in my face

knock knock

who's there?

the SS, get in the truck

charged with masquerading as a carnival rat

guilty of conspiring against life blood and youth

"well i've never been one to bitch about politics!

off we go boys! take me away! just let me grab my anime"

i buzzed around and

pulled off my wings

then i crawled around

until they threw me out

they called after me,

"we'll leave you to the mercy

of your own tribe of flies"

political prisoner?

"i'm the dumbest guy in the world!"

i thought about how dumb i was

until my idiocy

put on black leather boots

and knocked my cabbage soup

right on out of my hands

its better than being at home,

but i'm the only fellow in the death camp,

and it gets dreary to certain extents

there's lots of fake work and no bunk mate

probably no guards either

at the end of the day

i take off my shoes at the doors of

a very long list of gloomy places

its great to be in the death camp

i only watch anime cartoons

and none of these fuckers

can turn this shit off

the population of the planet

is right back down to me

and i live in a world of anime

i have a dog named potato

i sing to a family of rice cakes

i have a bunk mate now,

the general weeps for his widow

but only when he's lacing his boots

we rarely speak

dango daikozoku!

for the sake of god,

never let me be alone!

certainly not a joke,

anime is very much the fabric of my survival

these are years of terror and purges

in anime cartoons

there are alcoholic mothers

and middle schoolers in comas,

but they're all so much sparklier

and i clap my hands

and dance around in the mud

the gas ovens are only clay

the puddles like sheets of tin

i'm bleeding bright spirits

and weeping lost loves

and what if i did things when i wasnt depressed?

oh right,

thats never

all the same,

i'll look across the compound

on the other side of the block

call over the anime girl with the big hat and the sun dress

she looks lonely over on the other side of the street

she looks like pieces of thousands of lonely kids

and she says she's a piece of her mom's biggest dream

and someone always dies in the animes

and then your eyes turn into planets

and your heart, your heart!

your heart coughs up things

that life doesnt know about

and you wonder

if you're creepy

too creepy

to live

get back to work,

slimeball