luckiest human ever

food
is thrity seconds
of effort
away
including walking

running
hot water
less than
ten seconds
away

a place
to privately
void
my
bladder and bowels
and

to top it off

whisk away
my excretions
in a rush of
formerly drinkable water

leaving behind
a stink
that is sucked away
by a fan
remotely switched on

like magic

like so many other things
i and
my fellow addicts
take for granted

the horror
of waking up
and finding out
that your so called
struggle to survive
is actually contributing
the largest mass murder
in our species' history
is a sickening jolt

but

it hasn't happened

yet

so, just in case

after the long drive home
let's watch the recorded
shows on the
huge television
while sucking down an
ice cold beer

impending extinction tastes great

fuck 'em all
i won the lottery