To think sometimes of how unfair
wherever it is that I am gets
ridiculous. I can enjoy a day for
whatever it is that I can do with it,
whatever the limitations. Spanked
for 30 solid years into submission
in multiple jobs with the same title,
always proud; always loud. When
one knows just enough to understand
that they are doing a damned fine job,
then it’s time to move to the next one.
Screwing in the bright bulbs of the
office lamps, the ones that sit on the
desks beneath a cavalry of fluorescents.
desks beneath a cavalry of fluorescents.
