Here's this week's bonus poem. Hope you enjoy.
Consider the lillies? What fucking lillies?
This is no place for a philosopher
Or someone who considers the state of mankind
It's strictly carrot or stick around here
One or the other
Will get you in the end
Happy to be part of the machine
At least it's a job
They say
As they turn on the showers
With no safe haven except within
I brave my face as best I can
Trying not to let the loneliness and anger
Register my expression
Although it's a failed pursuit
Besides
Everyone's already made up their mind
That I'm either the town crier
Or the psycho next door
