Wednesday, February 28, 2001

Transparent eyes and
crooked smiles undermine your
confidence in God.
I am Jack's cold sweat.
I am Jack's itchy trigger
finger. Jack is dead.
You think this is a
game? Enjoy the ride. Life has
no reset button.
When the world can stop
and enjoy your company,
thats when you are home.

Tuesday, February 27, 2001

Work a job you hate
so you can buy crap you don't
need. This is your life.
Your future is here.
I say evolve and let the
chips fall where they may.
You live your life and
you die. It's hard to think that
that is all there is.

Monday, February 26, 2001

Managers and four
letter words go together
like peas and carrots.
Your inbox piles high
and work becomes another
nail in your coffin.

Friday, February 23, 2001

Your day is wasting
staring blankly at the screen.
Life begins at five.
Kingdom come, thy will
be done. Our savior returns.
Repent 'fore the end.
Worker bees can leave
Even drones can fly away
The queen is their slave
Self-esteem has come
and gone. My motivation
runs at ground zero.
Another friday
comes with snow adrift upon
the parking lot cars.

Thursday, February 22, 2001

Working for the man.
Slave away, today is grey.
The knife that cuts me.