Morning shift

Almost complete

Got my check

Whole day ahead

On to clock off

This knock off gig

And punch in

To my true work


Makin progress

Even if slow

It’s comin along

Better than most

With a day job


The passion life is expensive

Costs are high

For real highs

Almost always

In these damaged days


What a gyp it seems

Most times

Trading dreams for schemes

Getting stuck and fucked

For lack of green papers


Deep in debt

Can barely make a dent

Values lost for value

And valuables ain’t cheap


Money commissions all missions

Transient materialism

For American ways

Transparent transmissions

Circle the imperial airwaves

Commercialized at the auction

Everything must go