Thursday, March 22, 2007

Vacation

Job well done Bob,
Good work today.

You smell that fresh
Spring air?

You know what that means?
Yessir, only 3 months till
Vacation.

Only 3 more months of
Sinching up that threadbare tie,
Sucking up to just the right guy,
Lying again to cover a lie,
Longing for vacation as your
Life slips by,

Dreading every second of
What you do and
Who you've become
Just to own
A fancier car that has never gotten you
Anywhere better,
An extra bedroom
You actually need now that you
Don't sleep
In the same bed as your wife anymore,
And three weeks paid vacation
That couldn't possibly
Heal
The damage of the past
11 months.