there is always a price to pay
even when you hate capitalism
for example, the alarm clock
knowing time and dates others
force upon us all and casting
them aside to move as you might
waking not at the tick set but
when your imagination happens
to raise you from your bed
even the turning of the world
and meaningless sun or moon;
   what does it matter
when you are free of the burden
others used to shackle you
but no more, you show up
when you do at the dentist
office free from day or night
expecting nothing from anyone
with a toothache while no one
is a night owl but the janitor
who is emptying bags of spit
drooled out of people earlier
surely there must be a store
with someone selling aspirin