Friday, March 22, 2013

The tiny gods of ennui

Sisyphus drives a mid-range car
and lives in a flatshare 
with two other roommates. 

There's always the flatmate 
whose parents have spoiled him. 
Prometheus drives a Mini Cooper
The only thing more douchy
would be a white Smart Car 

Which Persephone got 
from Hades
for their fourth anniversary. 
Which he gave in place
of the traditional fruits and flowers
for the obvious reasons. 

They all had nice lives, his flatmates
or at least Sisyphus had no complaints. 
Persephone was around half year. 
Prometheus had daddy issue. 
But at the end of the day, didn't they all? 

The dishes were done regularly. The fridge
was always stocked. Their Siamese 
house cat Buttons seems content enough. 

Hell, they even had five hundred television channels
with the pornography unlocked
(Dyonisis visited once,
and he knew how to do those sorts of things)

They had dinner parties once a month 
and did those normal people things
Jobs and book clubs (the job for Sysiphus,
the book club for Prometheus), 

For Christmas they'd even subscribed
to the Cheeese of the Month Club. 

And someone else maintained their lawn. 

It was... to all degrees and purposes... 

And horrible. 

Pushing a boulder up a hill time 
and again was less glamorous 
than one might think. 

Nor did Sysiphis understand
why a man who spent his days
as a loan officer
and night having his eyes torn from 
their flesh 
needed a hatchback douche-mobile
version of a fine European car. 

At least Persephone had the decency 
to pay her rent in advance,. 

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