Suicidal Ideation Is the Splice of Life

"An unexamined life is not worth living."
                                                            -Socrates
"Suicide's an alternative."
                                  -Mike Muir 



humanity is the unwiped
diarrheic asshole of existence
and my nose is way too sensitive

i try to hold my breath
but only for so long before
i am blue in the cheeks
and a big whiff comes
rushing up each nostril

it's not too bad
when i'm alone in this apartment

a towel stuffed under the door
the windows all sealed tightly
and scented candles burning
away

sometimes i think i would be okay
if i never had to leave this apartment

but even my own odor
starts to get to me
until it's pungent
unbearable

rank smells turn into rank ideas
and then i start to think
how nice it would be
not to