No Filter Poem by Carsten Thomsen

From my porcelain throne
Overlooking bathroom tile
wall
through whose window
The Elephant Tower
built to resemble the animal
with legs
tail and tusk
and all
towers a 100+ meters
high in the distance

Below this mighty creature
allegedly containing
men and women suits
living
in offices and businesses
New Day City anthill awakens
and I hear its sound of
Metropolis traffic
A moving
yawning stretching
living body
in bed
Coffee brewing
in the kitchen

I take one last
long look
and drag
and blow a
perfect
smoke ring
at it all
I wipe
Flick the
butt in the bowl
Flush
and wash
prepare
for another
new drag day

NO FILTER