low budget

chair

I am a chair,

a cheap chair

kept in the dark

for emergencies

requiring

my services.

I am never

attended to, dusted

or cleaned until

used by you.

I am

banged around

when you search

for important

items in your

dark closet.

Why did you

chose me

if you don't like

the way I look?

You take better

care of

the x-rated tapes

you are

hiding from

your children

beneath me,

what's the reason

for such

secrecy anyhow?

Why do you

keep a loaded

gun behind me

in the corner?

What's wrong

with you?

Enough

I hate you too.

Yes I shall

come out

of the closet.

helmut s. 1998

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