Are you comfortable
Sitting there in your nicotinic glory
Immersed in alcohol-induced tremors
In your air-conditioned Nihilism?
Do you feel comforable tonight
Munching on McDonald's
Taking Tylenol
And praying for all that anxiety
To just go away.
Denis Kucharski
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/are-you-comfortable/
