Contra mundum--yes, well, werent we all
in those days. A thick shake, along with fries
and a burger, was enough to get us out
on the streets, agitating, waving placards,
daring the pigs to come get us. Wed argue
until dawn, then a half-hour nap before
going to work, eyes red and brains glazed
over. Please dont get me wrong, Ive never
misused the workplace for my own ends.
High-octane memories cloud my views
of reality. You know, I know you do.
The part of my brain for solving ethical
problems has long been off-limits to any-
one with anything to sell, rent, or lease.
Nothing what it seemed. Sun, a giant slug
creeping all day across the roof.
Swelling sea, lizard on wall.