Acid Man
Acid Manhiding under the steps
eyes darting to and fro
catching glimpses of flesh between the slats
slowly being sucked down
in dreams of quick sand
your happy ending won't come today
Mother died and Father mutters incoherently
watching you
as you now stand naked in the tub
dripping
grinning
although your steel heart is pinching
He offers you a tissue for a towel
you think
it's the best tissue that you've ever had.
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