Lockjaw

Halloween on a Saturday
means all the inmates
roam freely
the freshly polished
linoleum-tiled
halls
of hell.

and
it's  your job
to pry bubble gum
and and caked cocaine
from the hot floor
when the lights come on
and the party
begins to go
into withdraw.

You might
think you know
hate
until your
summoned for
clean up duty
after willingly participating
in a human slaughter.

For now I'm an overweight bouncer
at a metal bar.

And it's O.K.

I have a lot of trouble falling asleep
But the biggest problem I have
in staying awake.