Usually on Vacation This Time of Year
The overtime
is mandatory now
and may be so
for a while
dooming me
to longer weeks
of work eat sleep
work eat sleep
work
and on my days off
I sleep
because I’m not doing
anything
losing touch with outside
with friends
I’m missing out
on everything
stagnant
been a long time
since I embarked
on some adventure
I’m stagnant
that’s my problem
being stagnant
empowers loneliness
being stagnant
allows waste
being static
becomes inertia
the object at rest
that stays at rest
day in day out
while the world
keeps spinning
I work eat sleep
work sleep eat
on aching feet
in weary body
with muted mind
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Wow! This poem gave me the chills. It is so relatable. A problem that many face.
That familiar feeling of the aftereffects of the reality of the working world. I feel this poem in my bones.
Takes me back to third shift days (or worse, second shift).
Reach out—even if it’s just by text. Kiddos gone til August so my schedule is much more open.