no uncertain terms

laundry ©papa osmubal

laundry ©papa osmubal

no uncertain terms
dave hill

In view of the barbed-wire border
Between chaotic zest and zestless chaos
Boisterous and vociferous kitchen man blasts out of the lavatory where no soap has ever been seen
Yells across your head at a waitress petting a dog
No wonder the bowls are chipped
And the teacups are cracked
The television has exhausted its oily speakers but they’re still loud
No one is watching but screeching in emphatic blurts across its thunderous scratching
Cheap tobacco is thrown to the floor, still lit, perhaps to put out the spit
They’ve fouled up the air, the food, the acoustics and the bill, told you they had something that they didn’t– and let you know in no uncertain terms that they didn’t have something that they did.

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