.pre-scriptum alternatives... either a bus-driver... or a garbage-man... ha ha... Leibniz... was a *******... librarian!

a zookeeper,
   a warden in a prison...
or some obscure,
   accolade role
   in an asylum...

i'm being pushed the role
of a chemistry teacher...

mind you... i know that the best
way to pet cats,
is to "ignore" them,
let them play their
solipsistic hide & seek game
with plain view of the target...

but i'm thinking of 3 dream jobs...
horticulture isn't an option...

must be the sort of man
with a floral pattern
rather than a sky-scraper
in my underwear
to provide gender
exclusive role play...

  whatever the hell the means...
but teaching children
chemistry?
   d'ah ****?!
    i want to be on the forefront...

a gorilla zookeeper,
a prison warden,
      an accolade
for what's the upper tier
of nursing,
namely, inside an asylum...
    
    but i won't ever get a chance
to prospect myself for such roles...
hence the poetry...
      
      given that i'm a chronic drunk
in England, but a sober
sparrow in Poland...

         come to think of it...
i'm ever only drunk,
when i start talking...
            alone, drinking?
        i can catch a judge
play-thing sober...
                
                  but those are my dream
jobs...
                and in all three instances...
none, are advertised for
potential applicants...

        like a safe pass into a business of
past, trans-generational funeral homes...
   just like they said:
it's not what you know,
      it's who you know -

unless of course there's a merger,
and you're thinking
about emperor Nero stabbing
himself in the neck...
    
     within the confines of a self
acknowledgment, "question".