Comma

pausing on 
behalf of those that
want you to
walk quicker, to 
step on it,
to “be all that you 
can” be (clocked in
to their own rat 
race which you have taken
part in because you
feel that if you don’t
then the world 
around you will 
stop turning & from 
there on out everything that
you once knew will
crumble around your
feet all because you 
refused to play the game
& be one of the folks that
stands around that water 
cooler babbling about 
each other’s sex lives &
who is more of an 
alcoholic than the others &
who might get fired this
week if they don’t get
down on all fours & beg 
to keep on sucking that
big ol’ corporate ***** 
which they will flail in your
face a thousand time over 
until you can taste nothing
but sweaty ejaculate) in the
name of all that is 
profit-making & business 
worthy, market savvy & 
expedient within the context
of an executive nature of 
things---swing that briefcase
sweet servant & pretend that
what you do now will improve
your chances of not having to
deep-throat slimy corporate
dong for the rest of your 
life---you didn’t sell your 
soul, no---you sold your right
to speak of ever having one.

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