the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

The Trials of a Working Man

You wake up in the morning with the same old face,
You use the same old toothbrush,
And the same old toothpaste.
There are leftover shadows from the night before,
You wipe them off again,
Then see yourself off
Incessant laps to win the coffee cup.
1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th red light that you stop at
Remembering just what you forgot at home.
Absolutely nothing...keep driving.
We make asphyxiation faces
In funny pictures of ending days,
And you try forgetting the pain
With every day that you get paid.

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