Spineless Jelly Internationally Unknown Persona

Unable to sit up straight in a chair
Head wobbling more than a bobble head
Coming from cheap Walmart ceramic
From the arts and crafts section
In the bargain bin at the back
Arms become limp paperweights
Never moving under strict instructions
Laying down like two useless logs
Energy fuel tank running on empty
Since doomsday and counting
Words and thoughts drip away
Onto the mauve shag carpet
Leaving traces of dry residue
A reminder of things that won’t come
Or stay long enough to make an impression
Want to be heard amongst the screeching chaos
But it’s impossible when the noise overpowers you
Voice puts a complete strangle hold on vocal cords
Every time it goes above a polite whisper
Makes it hard to bark orders to underlings
Like a rabid dog in a massive heat wave
Instead getting heat stroke from the oven
Known as my office environment
Dante’s Inferno without Dante at the helm
Hell is no fun if you don’t have a backbone
To fight off Satan’s demented entourage
Consider to either beat them off with a stick
Or join the club like another pathetic groupie
Carrying a notebook for autographs and a fake smile
Hiding the anger and disgust of being lumped together
With every other sad fan dreaming of being more
Than what they really are
Just a faceless spark plug in the crowd
Nothing special and going nowhere fast
Just like God intended for human jellyfishes
Pretending to swim with the sharks
They become fish chum like the rest of them
Good riddance to weak stock
Moving onto some stock with the brass to back it up
Come on down
You’re the next contestant on “This is your life”
Please make it worth our wile or be ignored forever
Do it now or keep your mouth shut
The world doesn’t need to be polluted with pointless noise
Conserve energy before deafness occurs
Once it does the silence isn’t golden
And never will be.