Oh! The Glorious Sun - 6.3.13
Under umbrellas, in the coolest shade
People wait for the glorious sun to set
Behind the hills and horizon, it must
Go, before they leave the relative cool
Of this ice cream parlour and the gusts of
Cold breath from air conditioning behind.
Alas, I cannot tarry much longer
Or face the wrath of my boss later on
If I were to enter the office just
Five mere minutes late, and I'm running out
Of time. So I bid adieu to all here
And flee, sweat dripping, to the train station.
Barely making it on, I stand at the
Door, its translucent window letting in
Jaundice rays, roasting my skin cells away
Losing form, perspiration, composure
Slips away and I am melting, losing
Pretense of semblance to structure and shape
Words no long er co he rent and mean ing
Any thing at all and pour ing out like
A babe's first words. Help less ness in fin ite,
I curse and swear a loud. Re sig na tion
Won in the end. Five mi nutes past two. My
Lunch break over and per haps my job and
Life. My re solve slips. I begin to fade.
Sad and in this mess, la ment ing my fate
IMeltIntoAMeaninglessAndSeeminglySentientPuddleAbleToCommunicateWithTheRestOfTheWorldWithAWateryMouthITryToTalk
-03/05/2013
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