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THE BUILDING WAS OLD, RATTY, AND RUSTED
THE FRONT DOOR CREAKED WHEN OPENED...
THE OLD MAN BEER GUT
WALKED THROUGH ITS ANCIENT
VORTEX
AND SAW HIS WAY TO THE RECEPTIONIST'S
DESK

"EXCUSE ME, CAN YOU DIRECT ME TO UNEMPLOYMENT?"

"YES SIR, ITS DOWN THE HALL 3RD DOOR ON YRR LEFT."

THE OLD MAN PEERED DOWN THE HALL AND SAW A
MASSIVE LINE STRETCHED TO THE END OF HEAVEN
AND MET WITH HIS HELL.

"OLD LEGS MIGHT NOT MAKE IT."

CHUCKLING IN MORNING SADNESS
THE SUN N'VER RISES WHEN
THE DARK DEPTH OF DEATH
SEE'S ITS WAY TO THE WAKING LIFE
THE MORTAL MAN IS IN TROUBLE

"NEXT...HELLO SIR HOW MAY i HELP YOU?"

"WELL, i NEED TO COLLECT SOME SORT OF CHECK
FOR THE POSSIBILITY OF FOOD AND WINE,
AS YOU KNOW THESE ARE SOME TROUBLING TIMES."

"YES SIR PLEASE FILL OUT FORM 1078 LINES 12 THROUGH 56
THEN SIGN AND BRING IT BACK UP HERE TO THE FRONT DESK, NEXT!"

SITTING IN THAT SEAT WAS THE OLD MAN'S DEFEAT
THE LASTING DREAM OF THIS AMERICA HAS FAILED HIM
AND HIS FELLOW
MAN

WORKING FOR WHAT?
THE YOUTH SEEM TO PARTY
THE NIGHT INTO THE DAY AND FEEL FREE ENOUGH
TO LAY IN A COMA TOASTDIGITAL CENTURY
THE OLD MAN FINISHED
LINES 12 THROUGH 56
SIGNED IT AND SENT BACK TO THE DESK.

"ALL DONE, OKAY GOD WILL SEE YOU SOON. PLEASE HAVE A SEAT."



FINISHED