It's back to work tomorrow after nearly two weeks.
I don't really mind. My tasks are moron-simple,
And I walk from them when my time's done, no
Nagging sense that I have failed, no brooding on
Them in the night. I work among people who I
Enjoy seeing. The few hours out of the house
Are nice. Though Marx was right about exploitation,
Owners of capital being thieves, for a guy who
Works little and has enough saved, wage slavery
Isn't so bad.