Jessica Law: Kafka Bears’ Picnic

A Kafka-esque re-imagining of the Teddy Bear’s Picnic, which goes as follows: Each day monotony sears my mind And etches upon my eye The facts, the figures, the columns and rows No respite until I die Beneath the smog and ashes there lies The tortured town I need and despise I crave the woods, but one must be realistic The birds that fly bring back memories Locked deep down inside my mind Of sun and rivers, of woods and trees I push them back down inside What use are they? I must earn my pay My soul st