I handed in my notice
at work today
and the guy
didn’t even bother
to read it–
just folded it
and place it
in his shirt pocket
like an unwanted
receipt.
told everyone
I was leaving
to become
a poet
a superhero
a spy
a nazi–
nobody blinked.
then marie walks in
asks what happened
on big brother
last night
and
the whole room
explodes
into standing
ovation.
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Ross Leese is from the North of England and is approaching his thirties very uncomfortably. He would make a lousy hero but is hoping that when the revolution finally happens, somebody might tell him about it. Or at least point him in the right direction. He’s thinking East. Or maybe West.