Business-minded
make me sick
swallow a bullet or two
you intolerable prick
the feeling you get
when you're stressing about accounts
is the real you
the human-san
trying to break out
he lives somewhere deep
buried beneath your skin
you bullet-point a post-it
to have words with him
erase him from your livelihood
if only you had the chance
but he keeps bursting your bars
he's aching
truly demonstrating
his efficiency
at making ends meet
soon he'll be in the ayatollah's seat
but not franking mail
chasing nickles + pennies +
dimes
the chief commissioner of life 2.0
where you're happy but
poor + sad
at least different not another digit
in the company pension plan
a real man
defined by his hunger +
unfamiliar to greed
the mongrel breed
will take over
while you count your 1's and 0's
I'm done
I'm out
I gotta go
keep reading cos
something will crop up soon
I promise not to let you down
not to raise a frown
but shake a scene
like the Hamlet I was born to be
watch
and
see