City Job – a poem

Whoever made this new decade

Surely didn’t know my plans

TV screens, electric dreams

All washed out like grains of sand

 

I’m gonna get me a city job

we’re gonna run this show

401k pay, insurance, va-cay

in this new position where I grow

 

I got zeroed out by the default louts

Took everything but my will

Houses, cars and new guitars

My accounts grow redder still

 

But that’ll all stop with my new city job

This ship will sail once more

Bonuses and advancement paths

Respect down at the store

 

Just wait till they see my resume

Nevermind that fateful hole

I guess if they don’t hire me that’s OK

I hear they’re hiring at the state.

 

C. Madison Anderson

Snowmass, Colorado

9-16-11

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