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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Panagiota Romios

Date: 11/22/2023 6:24:00 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.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/22/2023 6:30:00 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.

Terry Flood

Date: 11/22/2023 3:34:00 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.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/22/2023 6:32:00 PM

Those kind of jobs teach us, uh, teach us, er, ahem, teach us, eh, er, um, ... What do they teach us anyway? lol.

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 11/22/2023 1:43:00 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.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/22/2023 2:04:00 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

Valsa George

Date: 11/22/2023 8:33:00 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?

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/22/2023 6:37:00 PM

I think you're very close, Valsa... Please don't get any closer to that trigger, OK? Keep smiling, gw

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 11/22/2023 3:52:00 AM

Sadly, many people I know live their days this way. No wonder they want to pull the trigger. I feel for those folks. This was a clever but poignant poem. Gave me pause. Have a splendid day, Sara

Shirley Hawkins

Date: 11/21/2023 10:12:00 PM

Liberty Bell, Run like Hell.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/22/2023 6:43:00 PM

ha ha ha ha ha ha. Give me liberty or give me more liberty. ~ Patrick Henry