Minimum Output

The blood

d

r

i

p

s

F I l l s their coffers.

Another of society's horrors.

Treacherous

their trajectory o

b

l

i

q

u

e

They lock us in

{positions of no grandeur}

boxes to line their pockets.

Oppose

and face

Consequences

Less than.

Greater than.

Minimum output.

Or just do

whatever

Everyone else does.

*

Thanks for reading.

As a massive fan of Wire, I wanted to take a Wire-like approach to my poem inspired by the cover artwork for their amazing third album 154.

This is for Mike's inspirational 154 - Unofficial Challenge.

I've tried many times to make my unique formatting sit better than it currently does but without it working. First time I've had this issue.

The word "drips" should drop down a little after the word blood in a single column downwards and "oblique" should do the same but diagonally away.

Until I can fix it I hope you can imagine that hah.