I remember hearing about it on the radio, two people living in squalid conditions. The health inspector saying it was the worst case they had seen in some three hundred cases. Rats, maggots, it was all there. The two men suffering from diabetes, fungal infection and other maladies, right in Chicago. They worked for a company that was housing them in this environment, and paying them less than a hundred dollars a month.

When asked why did they live that long in those conditions in the 'land of the free', they said, and I am paraphrasing, 'we just didn't know there was a better option'. I think of this when stress is every where and my hatred of multitasking reaches full pitch. What about that grass that is greener? I guess it is there for a reason.

I am that song you hum
Before you realize that it was secretly
About killing baby pandas
Or something

I am the tweet that was tweeted
Before anyone questioned
The validity
Of its existence

I am the club you go to
To hear the enlightened thoughts
Of your loved ones
Shouted at decibels
That make dogs bark