(20 minute poetry)

It's flexible
init?
What you put in you get a return on or am I missing a trick here?

We bend over backwards, do cartwheels to please them and when they're of a mind to, they reward you
don't they?

Let's say
for instance that I've got this wrong and as long as we kowtow they'll just use us and that means how and whenever they like.

If that is the case and my face only fits 'cause some ******* in Minehead decides so then it's time for me to go.

I'm never certain and
the outcome is variable, be
that as it may,
one day in the not to distant
I will distance myself.

Today was a long day though not long enough they'd say.

Anyway but this way or that day is another and tomorrow's the same.

Plain?
I should coco
or should go on a go slow,
wish things happened like this when I miss the suddenness of the sudden kiss,
but I'm missing something here?
slipping out of gear and freewheeling,
It's just that tired feeling
coming over me,
bent over backwards
I can see
that.