I Like My Job

God beats us all the time in factory efficiency
profit margins.  He owns all the tree bark,
His version of laissez-faire capitalism
is hte only true model--
at least, it's the closest to theory
= an old idea
The ultimate beaurocracy, as everything
that exists
sits under these little rules
Love and gravity,
Nobody can mind either
He is the wind between each wooden eagle
painted on top of the totem poles,
even the ones who believe ice cracks
below the fire
just Because
I am Inuit. 

Try laws  Try moving  Try cracking  Try
even Try ice cream;
tongue. 
Cook, clean, wield power, find red hot buttons
60% of the energy in coal is lost to your
lung-air. 

The rule has always been
Try harder. 


-Citron