Wrote this on some downtime at work in between doom scrolling
“I Think the World Ended but I Still Clocked In”
Who am I? Who are you?
Did I miss something in the interview?
Am I me? Am I you?
Did you just get judged by the kangaroo?
Something about today is not like yesterday
Tomorrow telling me it doesn’t matter
Anyway
So anyway I’m sitting at my job
Hands and fingers tinkering as my joints start to throb
“Thanks for all you do” Now back to work
“Shareholders need to eat, you big jerk.”
Yes sir. Head down. Oh it’s time for lunch.
There’s pizza in the break room.
Like, who gives a fuck?
Open the tome, offer a digit to the gods
Get a bit of that Divine Drip
With a subtle hint of facade.
Slink back in failing to understand
Why we’re tethered to someone else’s plan.
The Moirai no longer hold the role
Now the cabal audits the soul.
What am I? What are you?
I see monsters in a human hue.
Is it me? Is it you?
I don’t even know what’s true.
Eat the rich, coup d’état
They eat kids, ¿Qué carajo?
Land of the Free
Just subject to eligibility
Oh, there’s the bell
When am I? When are you?
Guess that means The Dream is through
Why am I? Why are you?
Clock back in, or…
Live like you were meant to
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