30 May 2017 – Confession

I’ve been dirtied by software for days beyond number –
both doing the deed, mopping other fool’s blunders,
dedicating myself to dodge all honest labor,
I tarnished my soul seeking fortune and favor.

Truly A/C and steam heat inspired my choices –
the summers in Texas are filled with fell voices –
and the snakes there men handle don’t stay in their closets.
My tastes all demanded white-collar deposits.

“Son of Man, can you tell me – is this release stable?”
Don’t MBO’s guarantee such dreams are fables?
Still our VP of Sales is the lord prince of slime,
and that father of lies swears “expect it on time!”