has forced itself upon me,
In years I shall find myself
locked behind 4 fake walls
typing away at some computer
as I talk on the phone
my tie will be neatly tucked
inside my suit
and during designated breaks
I�ll enjoy coffee from some
mass � chain shop
Than be back in time
to my little cubicle
waiting for the clock
to strike 5.
Right the traffic jam
in my expensive car
which I shall be paying for
even in 10 years.
Go home to my suburban house
where my wife and children reside
A stay at home wife
and 2 brats for kids.
Dinner at the table
and than to my den
where I do some work from the office.
Finish and go to bed.
Snuggle with my wife
but it isn�t Tuesday
so we shall not
�make love�
repeat the cycle
eternally
till death.