abstract TFI Friday poem :)

Work – life – imbalance

I have been reduced

to the smallest of stunts, the most oblivious of margins.

I have been comminuted and discharged across the seven seas.

Dissolved, impotent and ephemeral,

I am pissed off.

I have been quartered.

Made to share a bed with the monster of mediocrity.

It scowls at my nakedness until I get dressed

then tells me to get a job.

I forget why.

I have been betrayed.

Overrun by a tyranny of greed and leisure.

I am shoved into a field, or office, or factory.

I come home with money to exchange for the things I made yesterday.

We are all in the same boat.

It is sinking.

Journal Comments

  • Tom Godfrey
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