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By Neanderthal Steps

I rise in the cold and cruel darkness
of my three bedroom suburban cave,
make a fire in the oven pit,
and scorch breakfast of yesterdays prize
from the hunt on the grocery store plains.

Then comes the venture out
into the hostile wilderness,
a ride upon my tamed four wheel beast,
wading through the herds that graze on asphalt meadows
on the way to the glass and steel forest of towers
where I'll stalk my prey among the thickets of cubicles.

Heart will pound while holding my lap top club,
ever watching for the saber too supervisor
who is always looking for some slow moving slaughter
to rip and gut with ravished lust.

But I will not let the fear of termination's savage wounds
keep me from searching for any sales to slay,
among those sloth and mammoth clients
that I can turn into survival by use of my contract spear.

Oh the ecstasy that throbs within
from this daily struggle where you are either predator or victim,
in this harsh and brutal climate,
having no mercy for the weak
and every life can end up a carcass in unemployment field,
left to rot as reminder you can never forget
each sunrise is another test of the warrior inside.

Before sundown unleashes its own brand of creatures,
I travel to the watering hole,
there to snort and scratch among the other dwellers of this savage reality,
drinking from that pool of refreshment
being watchful for any signs of vipers and other dangers,
feeling the pure rush of having outlasted nature another time,
another battle where victory is one more respire from fatality,
returning to my lair with my latest paycheck kill
hoping the spoilage of taxes won't taint it
till next meal is found.

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  • Tamera
    September 11, 2008
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    I had to laugh at "cubicle thickets" Having visited my husband in the wilds of his. I drive into Seattle's "glass and steel forest" to work and there is scary critters in there. There are probably more at that watering hole of yours though. Be careful there. Great Write!

  • Tamera
    August 28, 2008

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    thank you for entering the contest and good luck, I will comment fully on each write at the end of the contest.