corporate whore

what'ya gonna do?

. . .

there is something so very, very exciting about folks who strive so hard, risk so much, and giggle so loudly in the pursuit of paper ribbons and fleecey prize-talk.

Reasoning?

because i would go mad without it.

- - -

king gorge rebelled and rabbled and ran down the sidewalk
of evergreening shade and convertible wonderbras.

his super-sized sugar coated soda pop,
drops.

discarded next to his sullenly claimed cement chair.

his belly-fulled and hair slick-backed,
a flick-on smile spreads taught,
and reaches
as the change is handgrabbed.


and you are discarded, once consumed.

there is no contest.