five of my days



Just put it down.
Stacking of white papers with printings,
meaningless figures.
Dying directly in front of them,
you sit and wait.
Doze just enough so that no one notices.
Pick up a phone pretend to talk,
So you won't be presented another problem.

Take a lunch,
Take a walk,
Take a drink,
Take a pill.

Live in complete devestation.
That way,
if promise arrives it will seem greater.

Choke on one more day,
One more meaningless day.
Serve your time.
Choke it down.
Put it down.