Apple Simulacrumble (- a poem from the oil dungeon)

I've had a thought, or p'rhaps its two
That while I'm here, my mind is goo,
That while I wait and wait for five oclock
Sitting on my Sisyphean rock,
Lingering unwatched and falsely free
Pretending I'm at work with industry
All I gain is money in the bank
While my brain is emptying to blank
Back to how it was before the first...

...Ichthyoids sprouted legs and clambered out of the algae.