in your new car
you can't afford
perhaps a Starbucks latte tomorrow
followed by Applebees date night
with your subburban friends
you can't stand
back home to your McMansion
and 2.5 kids
and dog
and manicured lawn
off you go to work
to the job you hate
paralyzed by fear and indecision
you are
slowly dying
rotting actually
don't look at your wife
why start now?
sex is extinct
loosing your soul
you are
your coffin is ready
the satin is cool and soft
I've opened the hatch
climb on in
