Parking Lot Attendant ~ Thursday, July 2, 2026
In the order of paper, scissors, rock
If ever I could never get angry
never get upset with people or things
things happen, no need to lose my cool, but
how easily we fail, things go awry
everything always just like this, people
obey the law, until to do so brings
reason into conflict with needs, I cut
diagonal to avoid oncoming
exiting traffic, look both ways, sheeple
runners are better off when drivers look
only if their phones were aware, could sense
fortune about to change, rewrite the book
perhaps people are inherently dense
answer questions, solve problems, outgoing
personal letters, what does this imply
ergo sum, Cartesian coordinates
rational points, geometric system
silly kids play games, paper, scissors, rock
create a win-or-lose contest, three fates
inform and decide playful destiny
sabotage the ego, spit out some phlegm
suck it up, anger swells, I feel a shock
orbits my gravity, painful, my face
rocks back, from a lack of sincerity
such is my luck on the public transport
restless as summer heat and a full moon
only in Chicago would I abort
conditions for kindness to soothe a goon
kill the ego, the soul as empty space
If ever I could never get angry
never get upset with people or things
things happen, no need to lose my cool, but
how easily we fail, things go awry
everything always just like this, people
obey the law, until to do so brings
reason into conflict with needs, I cut
diagonal to avoid oncoming
exiting traffic, look both ways, sheeple
runners are better off when drivers look
only if their phones were aware, could sense
fortune about to change, rewrite the book
perhaps people are inherently dense
answer questions, solve problems, outgoing
personal letters, what does this imply
ergo sum, Cartesian coordinates
rational points, geometric system
silly kids play games, paper, scissors, rock
create a win-or-lose contest, three fates
inform and decide playful destiny
sabotage the ego, spit out some phlegm
suck it up, anger swells, I feel a shock
orbits my gravity, painful, my face
rocks back, from a lack of sincerity
such is my luck on the public transport
restless as summer heat and a full moon
only in Chicago would I abort
conditions for kindness to soothe a goon
kill the ego, the soul as empty space
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