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Jason VonGerichten

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Hotel Hot Tub: A poem

August 25, 2020

Five strangers in a hotel hot tub

Two of them are married

Three of them are not

Someone had turned on the timer

So the jets would make bubbles

The married couple, having an argument

That had begun earlier

And would continue 

Through the night and 

Long after the continental breakfast

Got out and jumped in the pool

One man turned to the other two

And said man, she was all like

Naggy naggy naggy

And he was all like

Darp darp darp

Right?

The two remaining strangers avoided eye contact

These two must not be fans of comedy

Thought the speaker

Until one, still not contacting eyes, said

You’re really not supposed to make fun

Of people who go darp darp darp anymore

Yeah, said the other, that’s

Like mega inapropro

Bubble bubble bubble went the

Air in the water from the jets

Sorry, I didn’t know, the speaker spoke, man

It’s like you can’t make fun of anyone anymore

Floosh floosh floosh went the

Water in the air, spitting above a spine compressed jet

You were never really supposed

To make fun of anyone

One stranger said

Tick tick tick went the

Timer on the jets because it’s unhealthy

To stay in the hot water for more

Than ten minutes

Flip flop flip went the speakers

Feet which he slipped into flip flops 

To flop flip back to his room

Nope, he said, you really can’t

Make fun of anyone anymore

And he drip drip dripped away

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