Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Life Of A Dead Man

Wake Up.
Drink coffee, two sugars, no milk.
Kiss the wife goodbye.
Drive to work, don't stare at the hills passing by,
you know whats there.
Arrive at work,
sit in office,
feel accomplished.
Leave at 5, drive to lake.
At lake skip stones.
Feel closer to nature.
You return home.
Play with kids.
You feel happy.

Wake Up.
Drink coffee, two sugars, no milk.
Kiss the wife goodbye.
Drive to work, don't stare at the hills passing by,
you know whats there.
Arrive at work,
sit in office,
feel accomplished.
Leave at 5, drive to lake.
At lake skip stones.
Feel closer to nature.
You return home.
Play with kids.
You feel happy.

Wake Up.
Drink coffee, two sugars, no milk.
Kiss the wife goodbye.
Drive to work, don't stare at the hills passing by,
you know whats there.
Arrive at work,
sit in office,
feel accomplished.
Leave at 5, drive to lake.
At lake skip stones.
Feel closer to nature.
You return home.
Play with kids.
You feel happy.

Wake Up.
Drink coffee, two sugars, no milk.
Kiss the wife goodbye.
Drive to work, don't stare at the hills passing by,
you know whats there.
Arrive at work,
sit in office,
feel accomplished.
Leave at 5, drive to lake.
At lake skip stones.
Feel closer to nature.
You return home.
Play with kids.
You feel happy.

Wake Up.
Drink coffee, two sugars, no milk.
Kiss the wife goodbye.
Drive to work, don't stare at the hills passing by,
you know whats there.
Arrive at work,
sit in office,
feel accomplished.
Leave at 5, drive to lake.
At lake skip stones.
Feel closer to nature.
You return home.
Play with kids.
You feel happy.

Wake Up.
Make pancakes.
Go to kids baseball game.
Congratulate child.
Take team out to lunch.
Go home, relax, feel content.
Have dinner.
Drive kids to friends house for sleep over.
Have sex with wife.
You feel happy.

Wake Up.
Eat cereal.
Pick up kids.
Help kids with homework.
Read newspaper, maybe an adventure novel.
Walk to the ocean.
Sitting down on the course sand,
beautifully comprised of a myriad of different colored rocks,
you realize your dead.

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