Circling round
You trudge onward
A spiral down
Looking ever forward
Life is a tale
That’s far more exciting
When told by those that failed
Than the fools left fighting
To clock into this horrid mess
Head down eyes unfocused
This nightmare almost Kafkaesque
Would you could be a locust
Nothing to see here
Just the death of another dream
To be forgotten our final fear
Less impact than a fly it seems
Clock out drive home
Mind begins to wander
To escape the rock and snowy loam
See the sky the stars and their wonder
Red lights warning flash
You brake and come to halt
Inside you something breaks with a crash
Teeth grinding roar rising ready to assault
A scream so primal
Teeth bared with danger
Your whole life, a trifle
The world echoes this anger
You get home
Cat awaiting you
Television helps inspire, some
Reminding that we are those happy few
But
But there’s something stuck now
A dark thing hunched and growling
TASTE THE FLESH OF A SOW
HEAD BACK AND HOWLING
No
Now calm deep breath
You lay your head back
No time for that much death
It’s time to hit the sack