sticking it to the man
like candle wax
leaving tracks and peeling off
in a steely gaze
lazy and luxurious
the glorious surprise of rubber cement
just meant to be plucked off
in one sinewy strand
grandstanding all the attention
in a different direction
a subtle correction
without whiteout
the snout seeking bouts of
entertainment
a train meant to derail
to flail in endless circles
the convergent work world ideas
settling for nothing less than
all time
my time
all crime too expensive to pay for
and a glorious choice
for rejoicing relaxation
the state of this nation
has seceded
has greeted the invitation
with applause
and a dangling clause
too awkward to modify any such angle
whether you try three times
or not
and have gotten it all
worked out
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