Pieces of the Triangle

    Yes!

              He had found his work and it was blissfull.

                                Wal*mart.

    Here there was respect for the individual.  It was a very clean store.


            The first day was confusing.  "Don't, wait, don't, don't.... I."

    A young man had been fired in sporting goods.

    The work continued.       

                  The auto dept. mgr. lay on the floor.  She had cut her wrists.


    The work continued.


              One night he was asked to help move a cart load of soda.

    The overnight manger threatened to hit him in the face.


                        "What is that about?"


              Anything is possible, when the store is closed.

    The work continued.


                "I am so proud to be working at Wal*mart."

                                                          A double belly button hernia.

      You are non-rehire-able.


      ?


        Do I regret the past?
        Thirty years is a generation
        from birth to marriage
        and new born.
        Do I mourn this lost generation?
        Others would.
        What I am is who I am.
        I am fallen.
        I am
        Vertago.