big corporations

another job
something to do
don't need it
but the rates are fun
couple days and i can buy your month
not bragging
just me
somehow i land here
is the universe trying to communicate?
as i look at the species involved
i don't identify as the same race
you can say im racist against the whole lot
all those emails
all those analyses
investigating if it's still making money
in my eyes they all kickin' a dead corpse
its new
its fresh
its the same one you already own
but now its slightly different
some colour changes here and there
don't get confused
spend now!
buy!
keep the rates up
we all have rent to pay
more commerce
more commodities
more slave labour
more slave consumers
you can't without it
you need it
they make u stare at it
in your browser
in your magazine
in your head
a million images
how one thing goes with another
now it's essential
you didn't know
its out now
you didn't hear?
well that's why we do dis
so you don't forget
know your place
why you not spending?
i ask again
why you not spending?
don't you wanna feel accomplished
satisfied
part of our philosophy
the philosophy of selling you shit
a pure p. manzoni if u ask me
is there a difference between magical thought
and the thought of magic
they all sweat together here
a mill of thought if you so will
and still i don't feel the sparks
‘real’ creativity
what a laugh
of course that is my opinion only
i always had something against these structures
i pop in
i conjure a bag
and disappear into the mist
piss off to my world
they do not
they stay
i couldn't
and i never did
do i envy them?
i envy security
sometimes
but also i distrust a person so secure in security
security above life
fuck that
i trust my otherworldly urge
which has no place in those structures
how can you create here?
if the overlords need you at 7 am
production arrives first
production leaves last
thank god for their rates
thank god tomorrow im gone
my own overseer again
thank god im not depending on it
thank god i am god
tomorrow i rule
tomorrow im free
tomorrow i do not have to ask
free from this pressure to make this heap pretty
free from the same selling pitch since the 80s
free from the ‘client’
and their cold grip on mankinds perception of itself
i dont kneel
i am a mercenary
i kill for y'all if you pay right
i murder their spirit today
but tomorrow im gone
shoveling my own dung
and you?
what do you plump for?
the aloneness of boundless expanse
or the warm embrace of your favorite
big corporation
you tell me 
lunch break starts in 5 anyway