Speed Running Purgatory

Micro Fiction March - Week Three

The sun rises again
Shining right in your eye
"A new day is here!"
Man, what a lie. 

Cookie cutter houses
Housing cookie cutter lives
Every smile a threat
Mouths filled with knives.

We're here for a reason
That's what they all say
But what great evil 
Deserves a fucking HOA.

One day we'll move on
To either Heaven or Hell
But I'm already there
It's only missing the smell.

They just don't see 
How fucked they really are
Life is for the living
Theirs ended with a memoir.

All that awaits them
Both up and down
Nothing but suffering
And they call me the clown.

They don't know it yet
But I have a reason
To escape this modern Hell
Before the end of the season.

So I'll play their game
Speed run Purgatory
Play the part of piety
Just another success story.

- L

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