the bands of rubber were provided
by my physical therapist to strengthen
my back and neck so that i can stop
the constant pain associated with
corporate work; sitting at a chair all
day, dreaming of being somewhere
else, but i figured out a better use
for them; i use them to tie my bicep,
restrict blood flow; make my vein pop,
and then shoot up with uncut heroin:
ahhhhhhhh….life is much better now.
flatlined. well, the therapist wasn’t
wrong about the bands taking away
the pain, but he didn’t mention the
pain would transfer to you; wait,
that one might be on my drug dealer.
Whatever, i was having writer’s block anyway.