Five-Minute Poem: Frigidaire Commercial

Melanie Schiff - Mud Reclining (2006)

[A response to the prompt: "Give me your best five minute poem about where you see yourself in the world without using a cliche (but with a clever product placement)."]

Time of death is six forty-five.
Tag the right toe, you're still alive.
I don't have time to hold your hand.
I've got shit to do you understand.
I can't be sorry,
I don't have it in me.
Hurry up and grieve so i can chill her,
Next to the rest of the leftovers in my Frigidaire.
-Anonymous

Jay Reatard - Death Is Forming (mp3)