The Fix

The fix is in
We left nothing to chance
The fix is in
We’ll sing and we’ll dance
The fix is in
You’ll know us at a glance
The fix is in

They’re closing in
All our rocks overturned
They’re closing in
Our dark secrets they’ve learned
They’re closing in
Our legacies burned
They’re closing in

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Now I’m imaging Bob the Builder and his buddies all going to jail on some RICO charges.

I wrote this initially without realizing from whence at least part of its words were derived. After reading it a few times, I decided to go look for the potential source of my inspiration. It did not take too much searching.

It turns out that my brain conjured up the lyrics to a song by an English rock band called “Elbow” (I’ll link a video below) which I had not heard in several years. I do know the song though and I definitely must have ripped it off in writing this. Their song “The Fix” is about rigging a horse race… but you’ll see that the similarities are pretty obvious.

I confess all of this to you because I am fascinated by the way memory works and how mine drew from something creatively without my overt intention. I also just like this song and I want to share it.

All of the above said… a lot of this poem is my own work, too. I was thinking as I wrote it, about how most of the people who steal something probably feel absolutely confident after… until they don’t. It all just seems so stressful to me.