sing sing death house

This house is Korean
labeled upside down
garbled junk for useless hands  
and my trigger finger is hapless  
but again, Korean    
in some former regime  
   
they shipped us this shit  
bubble-wrapped and dead  
off boats made of matchsticks    
sparking lighters from...  
   
you get  
where I'm going with this  
   
model Americans    
living in foreign soup cans  
smelling like Texas beans  
because we too like to live  
dangerously.  
   
I guess we would remember    
all the plastic memories  
cooped up in Japanese jail  
   
splayed out, splintered  
wearing dust jackets  
not fooling anybody  
   
and you  
my Kamikaze coffin  
you are nothing  
but a smug imitation  
calling yourself God