Best Sweathouse Poems
Paycheckstationed at kissing desks
I feel the implode of anxiety
within this sweathouse of labor and woe
telephones chime
with the sweet rhythm of security
being enslaved can be a joy all its own
ungrateful maybe
but a yet to be defined pay scale
can mean so much in a bunker
filled...
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Categories:
sweathouse, art,
Form:
Free verse