Another Monday:
whyever did they
call them manic?
Mine remain steadfast
at the other pole.
Another week of
"nothing diff-er-ent
-more of the same."
My constricting rut
has become a hole.
Another weekend
clockwise down the
drain of life,
I'll keep going,
without a soul.

Comments
Bradene | May 11, 2009 - 09:16
And I thought I was the only one! Jeez! I really know how you feel. Val
NaziWifebeater | May 11, 2009 - 10:20
You obviously have a mind-numbing job these days. You should rejoin the Luftwaffe and have great fun again, zooming around the skies shooting at foreigners, YES!
Ewan | May 11, 2009 - 15:20
no!
Jasper_Milvain | May 11, 2009 - 16:31
I'm with you on this one. Keep you'd think work would get easier with practice wouldn't you?
Thanks.
JM.
Richard L. Prov... | May 12, 2009 - 14:04
A very neat poem. Zippy. Eeyore is the name of my daughter's donkey. No, not her husband. Richard LP