I Don't Know What's The Matter - Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka
I used to grow in height for a long time then unnoticeably stopped.
At first I didn't detect it, being too busy to pay attention but now
it's like wow! I started growing shorter by one millimeter every day.
Other things, I'm not used to, started growing. Like skin tags
under my arm pit. Then my pectorals grew to a size B cup.
Now upon waking my eye lids are stuck as with Gorilla glue.
Some time ago my eye lids began to droop. Every day I look more
Oriental. It's not a racial slur but now I must forcefully lift my
eyebrows to see sharply. The problem is that it forms wrinkles
above my eyebrows making me look like Dracula year round.
What the hell is going on? I stopped drinking all sweet drinks
I used to love: like orange and apple and grape juice.
Plain spring water from the faucet has been a long forgotten
experience since we moved far away from the Hetch Hetchy
water distribution centers. Now I live across the street from a
water reclamation center. In the old days it used to be called
sewage plant. What that means is that
no sooner I piss and shit it flows down to their facility and
they send it back to me like pronto through my kitchen faucet.
I know they do. I recognize my own aroma and it's not
Nina Ricci or my Parisian Mt St.Michel eau de cologne.
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