Poem-A-Day: Day 70

Welcome to the Bauhaus

Flip on the form following function
as Ikea laughs at steel tube design
and flat-packed packaged furniture…
just one allen wrench away
from being some done piece of uncomfortable
piece of shit.
I find no peace
in,
on,
or around it,
but rest assured,
it has been designed with my life in mind
and custom tailored to a room
of substantially small stature,
however,
there will be no rest.
The chairs dig poor quality hatred
deep into the steel tube design
of my neural networking neurons,
sending transmissions
that form functionally futile hatred
towards something I had no hand in.