dissed...

or simply
dismissed?

old school print
empire mini-mogul
trapped in the mid-
west not east or west
coast material. small
town w/out even failed
political aspirations -

what about the managers
managing me - namely
the aforementioned
man? what of him
and their ways
of doing
things
not
quite
legal.

i'm trusting marketing
even though in the back
of my mind i know it's
not a wise move, that i
have been burned before.

advertising is in my
court now, i think.
he with an inside
scoop on big E's
style - the
favored son
if you will.

i'm the stepchild
he begrudgingly
puts up with.

i don't fit
in there.

others on my side.
others not on my side.
like highschool all over
again - am i in the cool
clique? no, i'm on the
upper clique, lower
rung, hung out to
dry, setup to
fail him on
vacation
thinking
i'll fold
my hand,
but no,
maybe i'll
stick in
the race
for a while
yet to get
a closer glimpse
into the mindset
of modern corporate
culture in america.

and if not, if he
still decides he
just don't like
me and my truth
and observations
and sometimes
complaining -
maybe he wants
me gone no
matter what
'cause he knows
i'm right about
the music and
didn't like
being threatened.

although it wasn't
a threat - just a
statement of fact.

the poet is back.