like an impetuous child I open it
sunlight floods my space - blinding me,
the day has began by announcing itself
we begin our rituals by accepting it,
dusk until dawn we prepared ourselves
the alarms bring it to our attention,
we forfeit nothing for the day and
nothing for the night we just left...
we owe the bookkeepers our labor
we earn on our productivity
we see little of the proceeds but we
continue anyway as we have done
for years and our fathers before us,
we are determined, resolute in our
thoughts and concern, expressing then
to our bosses since their bosses would
to know our state of mind and if we
felt disenfranchised and so much so
as to no longer need to work inside
the minds of those who control us.
February 9, 2024
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