The Reddest Rash

I live a third of my day in this rotten cage
Like a starved, diseased rat, I'm lost in rage

Well, well, well, I just broke a copyright law
Billy Corgan will sacrifice me at the altar of Baal

If you were a reader of the book from sixteen-eleven
you'd understand that rock music ain't the route to heaven

right now, my emotions are running really high
little stitches get to me and I don't know why

the consumers come my way and ask me stuff
it's the essence of my job but all I see if guff

guff from stupidity and guff from the number
I stand beneath a dark cloud of bolts and thunder

drowning deep in a pool of torment, hole of sorrow
i'll probably find my way out, maybe tomorrow

holy cow, i infringed on a piece of copy
maybe a Stereophonic will be kind and drop me

on my head into a pile of goose down pillows
i'll still be downtrodden like all the weeping willows

I contemplate the notions as I face hot air
the fans blow it, the managers breathe it with flair

my mentality runs wild among the mundane chores
like stocking shelves or mixing paints or mopping floors

living in this reality, something only I can possess
some days, I would stop thinking oddly I must confess

and yet, I moan and complain about the smallest things
I really can't say why I think the caged bird sings

locked here, in this box of stuff, a slave to that sign
two vertical lines, a crooked middle, something weird by design

a resource needed to live in this culture, this life of ease
and yet we don't take the time to say thank you or please

I know right now, I would die without the cash
but it bugs me worse than the reddest rash

Author's Note

Another oldie from the archive. I am in the same boat now I was in then. Sisyphus may push the boulder, but he whistles while he does it. We are birds in gilded cages after all.

Reviews

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

pure excellence

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thanks, Neva.

[kublakhan27]

Oh I know where you're coming from on this one...I pretty much recited this into people's faces till my doctor told me I need a break from the workforce...

[Kenneth The Poet]

Glad you like it.