Waitaminnit...

Maybe I shouldn't begin an adversarial relationship with my landlord.

Even though the toilet hasn't worked properly for two weeks.

Drink

first exploding fireball in my gut
spreading warmth up the back of my neck
the obscene species of joyful dread and anticipation
climbs up my calves
inflated sense of connection and viability
things're gonna seem pertinent and involved
time ain't gonna get on top of me
tit fucking Big Mama Thornton
all night long