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Hot Water Muzak no hot water in the apartment complex both the water heaters blew up so for 3 weeks each morning I've been heating H2O in a pot too small for a good sponge bath really, shit, so it takes 4 potfuls to wash my face for a bad shave but it's no good, later I chug Blatz & lapse into the peripheral borders where dream intersects cold reality -- even when at my door one Saturday I'm interviewed by the T.V. newsman (Warner Hatson, a spiffy black dude, hypersmart, wearing his luxury suit) holding that mike under my nose while his cam-man gets it all as I stand shoeless, balls-itching, patchily-bearded from bad shaving, my spoken words verbal spoutings assaulting the inner language fabric you'd like to rip to shreds as Hatson does his journalistic thing knowing the greed of corrupt power lusts have screwed us again, & one more cold shower to take