Seats Are Not For Feet

Which page is it
of wrinkled velum or crude parchment
aching with the weight
of time,
and sheer importance
What ancient tablet
cracked and gloriously sagacious
bares these words
[our] seats..not for [your] feet
Is it implicit
(in the clause)
on page seventeen,
paragraph sixty,
line two,
of the contract I must have signed
when I wasn’t thinking
Where it is written
to obey
when he who must be obeyed
or them, or us, or everybody
says so
on this social contract
I must not have noticed signing
when surely I was too young to agree
when,
hovering between this life
and the one just prior
I was politely requested
by two big bald bastards in uniform
to assume the position,
of good citizen
After some dread conductor
on some profound platform
somewhere else
asked for a ticket
and I had none

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