Thursday, August 17, 2006

Poetry Thursday ~ We're Free

This weeks poetry thursday is a free choice. This is a very old poem form college I found this week when I was cleaning house.

Jonzin'

On Monday morning she
has heavy, black bags
under her eyes,
There's no food on the
table, or in the fridge anymore.

She walks slugglishly
around the house dreading
another day of tortuous
interviews.

A cup of cold coffee in
hand, she stares into spcae
and lets out a sigh.

The small black and white
tv has jsut announcd
"more cutbacks", and there's
no hot water or heat to
compensate for the pain.

In six months more, jobs
will be available, the recession
perhaps at an end.
As she closes the door
tightly behind her and
turns the key.

~ Lisa 1991

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2 Comments:

Blogger Tammy said...

Hi Lisa, I felt like I was in the room hearing the sigh. Well done girlfriend!

7:43 PM  
Blogger Mike Mc said...

Makes me want to go out and rail against the administration, any administration. Ban the inhuman treatment of wage slaves.

10:53 PM  

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