Bad Trip

   Every day, same routine
      out of bed, in the latrine
   Cup'a'joe, out the door I go
      Work's a bad trip, but I owe

   Phony-smile time: 'How was your weekend'
      ('Still datin' that tired old girlfriend')
   Jumpin' through hoops way too small
      insufferable boss, cocky know-it-all

   Liberty bell rings at half-past-five
      the hour the dead come alive
   Off to the bar for a tall cold one
      hand on the trigger ~ all done
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Romios Avatar
November 22, 2023 at 6:24 PM
Some poets think they are really hot stuff? They post a poem. So what? Give me a break.))) There are soldiers, men and women with their lives on the line. A job is far more demanding, and those who labor deserve our honor, not scowls. I know teachers who hung themselves. Nurses who blew their brains out, Anyway G, poem has a fantastic rhythm. Bas Noach..shhh. Don’t tell Hamas. Hemingway put a rifle in his mouth. Need I day more.
Wolf Avatar
November 22, 2023 at 6:30 PM
Interesting about Hemingway... I didn't know that about him... All I knew is how insecure he was. No big surprise, therefore, as to how he met his end.
Flood Avatar
November 22, 2023 at 3:34 PM
Never drink with one hand on the trigger cos you just might shoot your toes off… or worse. I’ve had a few jobs like that, GW… I used to conjure entire - very lengthy - songs or poems in my head, never wrote a word down. Many are now lost to time but one or two I later typed up from memory… a few of which are on these boards.
Wolf Avatar
November 22, 2023 at 6:32 PM
Those kind of jobs teach us, uh, teach us, er, ahem, teach us, eh, er, um, ... What do they teach us anyway? lol.
Brotherton Avatar
November 22, 2023 at 1:43 PM
I once had a time clock job in my early years. It felt like I was a robot on an assembly line. But I must admit, having days that ran on autopilot was good for creativity and imagination.
Wolf Avatar
November 22, 2023 at 2:04 PM
I hear, Jerry. Relatively mindless labor frees the brain up for creativity. I've experienced that myself -- although after almost a year on the same line, that others only spent 3-4 months on, I'd had it... Thanks for the insightful comment. ~ Gershon
George Avatar
November 22, 2023 at 8:33 AM
Many walk with hand over the trigger. Monotony of life, work pressures and booze makes men unreasonable, leading to crime. Great representation of the modern times, dear Gershon. Am I close to what you really intended?
Wolf Avatar
November 22, 2023 at 6:37 PM
I think you're very close, Valsa... Please don't get any closer to that trigger, OK? Keep smiling, gw
Hawkins Avatar
November 21, 2023 at 10:12 PM
Liberty Bell, Run like Hell.
Wolf Avatar
November 22, 2023 at 6:43 PM
ha ha ha ha ha ha. Give me liberty or give me more liberty. ~ Patrick Henry
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