8 hour job
lead heavy legs
feet boiling in sock sweat
overloaded trolley rattling down the corridor miles
i am too busy/too lumbered
for
lunch
today
we live
LIVE
for 4 o’clock
8 dog hours
then Home
where
mundane maintenance is
FIGHTING
dreamy creativity
i am sitting too near the fridge and the ice
beware
the Lurid Exhaustion
that will throw you off the graffiti desk
when
the
music
is SUDDENLY TOO LOUD
8 dog hours
killing the poor story you're made to live
and today i saw
a nurse takes the earrings from a dead childs ears
the
screen
8 dog hours
i'm walking them out
eating on the run
then a lesbian's driving me home
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