I am not the worse
Firewatch they
Have but
I get caught if I
Hold my head wrong
When the others preen
Around in their wrongness-
While I must obey even
The letter of the rules
Handed out on a day
Of excitement and promises
Of Beginning.
If I but copy a little of
What they do.
My hand gets slapped
And I fear for my job
I worry
Always and it is
My boggy man, too.
Fired, fire
Fired.
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