you work for a corporation

that you feel eats away at your soul

you continue to work there because

you don't think corporations can eat souls

you do think that the time you spend

at the office is waste of time

it is not scary that you will one day

have to struggle with a massive amount of

lost time,

it is scary that if you were to work

towards a promotion

you would not be protecting your soul

you would be replenishing it

you are a person just like lots of other people

who do not require strange skills in order

to sense the loss of a soul

so you continue to work

out of respect for the millions

of other people who at one time or another

might have had similar thoughts

you are somehow destined to see the world

in a different light

i have a beard
someone said i should grow it
it was started before they said grow it
and i'm indifferent
but i guess i grew it cause they said grow it
even though it makes me feel dirty
and itchy
so now i wash my face every time i go to the bathroom
and my skin gets a little dry
the temperature which has dropped for winter
has added to the dryness
but i feel good anyway
the person told me i can shave it
i like this person

an authentic, hand-made iron book stand
emits a green light
which i sit quietly in
while engines surge through
portions of a concrete maze

the piano song you put on
made me think of authentic moments
which stood on the backs of snails

these images feel productive
fading out of the mind of a semi-normal,
medium-productive 25 year old caucasian

the lateral structure
a lot of small snails are crawling
on doesn't allow speed or surprise
to produce a new kind of salt