Ryan Quinn Flanagan.

by Horror Sleaze Trash on May 4, 2012

The Japanese Mailman

took over the route

about 2 weeks

ago.

From the fat, half-depraved, white fellow

who had nothing better to do

but deliver.

A mailman should believe in nothing,

aspire to nothing;

he should be a clean slate

like unseasoned

potatoes.

With this new Japanese one,

it is only a matter

of time.

The Japanese are always being

dishonoured for this

and that

and end up offing themselves

in record numbers

to preserve their honour.

Walking into sword blades

(after much saki)

with all the placidity

of beached

whales.

Standing by the window

watching this new one traverse

the lawn,

dog treats in

pocket,

I know it is only

a matter of

time.

A few days

a few weeks

a few months,

it will

happen:

first, the great dishonouring,

followed by the grand

response…

And then

I won’t get my

mail.

If you buy Japanese,

you’ll go through a lot

of mailmen.

The dead are very

undependable.

And this concerns me

greatly.

I’m waiting on a package

from Tullamarine,

Australia.

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