A desk, an office, a mystery nobody asked
A place between nowhere or way
What was and could never be
A Day! This day?
Honour the covenant, Hold the fort prolong the mission,
Dilute the word and kill the song
Work for middle men all day long
Gate keepers, paths, defused truth
Flower petals and cigarette ash
The Mark missed in a flurry of KPIs and Derivative misery
Propagator of dream – whisper delusion
Chained in obligation – fear and false duty
A toxic station
Trapped in bureaucratic impunity!
A life leaves bed sores on the brain and on the ass!
Gratefully I return daily A place to go, a thing to do, someone to be!
Blissfully I sleep in my cell obliviously
Wake at dawn it’s Monday again on a Tuesday!
(It was another day of the week… what difference at all?)