eau-de-cobain

I look down into the toilet well
and see debris rising swell
I sniff and quickly get drunk
on a smell that’d stun a skunk
cloying hard like butcher’s room
I inhale and roll and imbibe the fume
and as befitting my celebrity stature
I recognize my royal signature
my eyes water and I start to cough
as I proudly approach Davidoff

ram cobain