Just a Speck of Dust
My AC is broke
I ain’t got no hope
‘Cus when it’s broke
I get soaked
And my sweat’s just gross
It’s all sticky and icky
And my skin crawls
‘Cuz I’m knit-picky
Ya’ see I like it clean
But not quite pristine
I got standards though
Ya’ know what I mean?
I sweat way too much
Grossly moist to the touch
I got a bad sweating gene
Covering me in a salty sheen
Deodorants don’t seem to be
That much of an effect on me
Be it one coat,
Two coat,
Spray on or just cleaned
That dumbass AC
Gone up’n broke on me
So now I gotta sit and sweat
In my memory
Truth is,
It may be petty of me
Whining about my broken AC
But all the problems in the economy,
The government, society,
How we’re killing the earth gradually
It’s too big of a topic
For me to handle with
So much scandal involved
In stating our cause
For getting out’a bed
And fighting the hard
Cruel face of reality
That’s hovering right over me
Mumbling constantly that I’m not good enough
To make a change
We’re all specks of dust
We’ll corrode like rust
As we scream and shout
Words that never left our brain
Through our mouth
It’s a sink that’s clogged
The faucet running too long
Rivers of blood
Gushing out into mud
Dark, dirty, and swamped
Our demise in inevitable
The blood in my mouth
Practically palpable
As I stutter out stanzas
Entrapped in despair
Just to live a little longer
Say some unimportant words
If I’m just a speck of dust
A piece of dirt on society’s shirt
Gone after a load in the washing machine
Of life’s triviality
Everything I say is insignificant
By comparison insufficient
As my sink overflows
My AC’s still broke
And I am just
A speck of dust