L A S S I T U D E

My existence is a mess of details

dealt by Spontaneity and prominently issued

with no input, and certainly no audit

of services rendered. So today will be my last.

I will satiate my lusts

and wine and dine by gentle tides

and take siesta.

To the Department of Life and many a hardworking sadist:

I do not know what authority lets you steal

my time and apply it however you find ideal,

but I will no longer be your asset.

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