Now that your third shift
at the workshop is done,
tick the box, let’s begin.
You have before you one
dry ice and a sewer grate;
the epistemology of scorn;
and all the stays you can burn.
What would Karl Lagerfeld do? Vampirize.
Time to start smoking;
time for breakfast, Tic Tacs
and hello yellow meth.
In this light, the face always cracks,
this laptop light, this last-night
There are six hours left on the clock.
It will get a little hard to take.
And don’t forget to rake
from the catwalk.