From my mother's sleep I fell into the Startup, And I hunched in its pixel mines unable to doze. Sixty miles from home, loosed from its dream of life, I ran

From my mother's sleep I fell into the Startup, And I hunched in its pixel mines unable to doze. Sixty miles from home, loosed from its dream of life, I ran into black tasks and the nightmare deadlines. When I was canned they washed me out of the company with no equity. (all apologies to Randall Jarrell)