Angioplasty For A Madman Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

From between thighs
his liquefied soul oozes out.
The process distracts me and
draws my gaze to his breast.

His left nipple,
circled by an indelible marker,
shows clearly as target.
Pencil in hand I pierce

his belly button.
Rush far up his rib cage
until I reach his heart
and in spite of his dismayed stare

I engrave with the pointy lead
a very long prescription.
Notwithstanding
his trapped expression,

the man lost control
of his bladder
and the perfect crease
of his pants.

Where a perfect screw up
for a smile used to be
now his droopy mouth foretells
heart problems.

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