job

someone tell the stars
that's enough for tonight
enough words, enough smears have been said
love is lost and towers closed

and another Friday lost to blank thoughts
of meaninglessness;

someone tell the stars

there is a corner they dont shine,
where they cannot spread their 
success gospel of sunniness;

i cannot go, or go on -- on like this
i dont like this; if it's not enough,

then tough:
i wont be bullied: 
no one reigns; ill leave the reins
by the door, before i leave.

and i will choose what i want to do

what, when, how, where, and why:

that will be my job.