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My Retail Suicide

echo off

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A bullshit interview
Stoned training sessions
I wash my hands
Now I control your food.

Perfect assessment by a complete stranger
Uprooted from the stories of children
Left alone without a clue
Left guessing what I should do.

Smile, hello, thankyou and have a good day.
Our faces become our mocking laughter.
Wash my hands again
I'm no ones father.

Seeing them grow makes me wish I was
At least not so meaningless
So indifferent
To the fourteen chemicals in the ham.

The day is over
I managed another suicide
Far down the path to the future
where the hungry see my rubbish bin.

Why do I let this go on...
I could steal, cheat and lie about it
feed a small village
and get fired for it

But at least that would be decent
At least that would help
At least I would save someone
From missing out on their health.

Instead I'll get promoted to being the arsehole
and we'll all richer
and no one will know
they are fucking themselves with this food.




this will be made known
 
I agree with COTB - that first paragraph set the mood well. I can definitely empathise with the working discontent and this was a controlled, understated piece which did well to steer clear of cliches. Impressive.
 
i love the truth in this. I must admit I have felt this so many times, you seem to have found the perfect words:
echo off said:
Why do I let this go on...
I could steal, cheat and lie about it
feed a small village
and get fired for it

Instead I'll get promoted to being the arsehole
and we'll all richer
and no one will know
they are fucking themselves with this food.
I also enjoyed this simple prose, it hit the spot for me:
echo off said:
Left alone without a clue
Left guessing what I should do.
 
i feel special, thanx alot all :)

it's planned to be the intro to a greater work, i'll link that one when its finished (in 6 months :()
 
this is actually your supermarket wes, tho to be honest i hear american workers are even less satisfied than aussie ones.

but it's more about letting someone try to make as much profit off what you need to live, and how damaging it feels.

and thanx again :)
 
I agree that the first stanza has a real punch to it - it's a real scene-setter and catches you unawares. Great stuff. :)
 
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