I’ll wake up at 5:30 every a.m. to drag
my ass off to work. Sit on the toilet reading
THE KILLER INSIDE ME while the sun oozes up
and the killer-dawn brightens the dismal terrain.

I’ll drive for 45 minutes, north on highway 5 to
Magic Mountain Parkway where I’ll steer toward the
oblivion of an industrial park and a reserved space,
facing a wall without a window.

I’ll take subtle crap from goons with half a soul
or no soul at all because taking crap is part of
the program, part of the ritual. And if you want that
valuable pay-check you must partake of the ritual.

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