It can be hard to need a job
or to take a job
from a man or woman
who is less than you.
You work yourself up for an interview
learning about their organization, as if you care
trying to convince yourself that you do care
that somehow, your values, are their values
but they’re not.
So, this is just a con game
to get a regular paycheck
They con you, out of your time
and you con them, to make a living.
They always dress for their position
and you dress, for yours.
The difference is, you despise the clothes you have to put on
and they wear their suit, as if they are better than you
They drive a car
not to get from point A to point B
but to BE better than you.
Am I the only one who doesn’t want to interview?
I want to work hard, but I don’t want to be asked silly questions
from a panel of people who are pretending to be important.
Did he respond appropriately?
It’s horrible to be appropriate,
but when there’s no other way to make a living—
what do you do?
These kinds of people
stoke my ego
“You are so smart…”
“But if I was smart, I wouldn’t be working here,” I don’t say.
I’m hoping that my intelligence makes a way
through their sea of crap
but I’ve probably bought their bullshit that confirms my self-opinion
“You are so smart,” they say. And now, I’m not much better than them.
I am like the exodus
and pharaoh is my female boss
who won’t let me go
“We have great benefits and you can’t make a living from your hobbies.”
I looked at her, suffering,
in her tight overweight-clothes
with her skinny soul that can’t be fed with food
I don’t have anything against fat females
I just saw, I am unsatisfied in my job in her YouTube feed, that isn’t feeding her
These unhappy underfed neurotic women, are always pretending to be
and if you genuinely are happy, they will hate you.
I am swimming across their sea
because it didn’t part for me
and so, my strength is leaving me.
Does God wish me, to remain in captivity—to be a slave to security?
I hope not.
I’ll keep swimming
because it’s not a hobby.