They promoted him at the restaurant just when got tired of delivering sandwiches and had wanted to quit. To his dismay, he actually accepted the offer. The dream of saving money for a new car may just have been written in his fate. He now took over the management aspects of the sandwich business. EveryContinue reading “Him: He worked nights while she worked poles”
She walked around her new city. The streets were narrow, and the shops were small. The smell was of piss and pastry, coffee, and alcohol. There were high-end stores, and roadside stalls. There were girls in fancy dresses and men who slept on the streets. It was a city of extremities, of highs and lows,Continue reading “Her routine”
It’s not fun to wake up feeling like you lost your job while you’re out. Unfortunately, maybe what I’m feeling is felt by many who just can’t take a break from the cut-throat world. We’re turned into workaholics and maniacs, robots and scumbags. When we step away, it somewhat lingers deep inside our skin likeContinue reading “Money mania”
What’s one of your biggest fears? Getting up and going to work Without pants on
Is this our definition of work? Not using hands… to grab things. To hold and to throw. To pick and to rub together with our fingers. To climb a tree, to use legs to clench and to use the upper body to lead through a branch. To swing from it and to land using ourContinue reading “Playful primates”
Showered in money Showered in billions and billions of dollars of money Off the backs of useless labor Showered in a waste of paper sheets And meaningless ambitions Playing with delusion Laughing at the great wide Nothing Feeling gratified by useless schemes Phony wins Empty mouths wide open And blank delights in our eyes WeContinue reading “Love at work”
I’m sitting here on the empty Jacuzzi staring at the ceiling with water droplets spritzing near my face, as I try to feel fulfilled. In my room, I spray all types of scents to calm my senses but it just numbs me down. I have every material thing that I want and I make aContinue reading “Surely dying”
I wouldn’t mind if every day I had to get up to do work; which would be to rehearse some type of classical instrument with others in a sort of musical ensemble.
Sitting on your boss’s lap, leaning in and falling asleep While he does work for you on the laptop Someone comes in to check He responds, ‘This is team-building…’
Plan C is to quit work, live in a rainy tropical jungle, and sleep under a banana leaf
She worked and worked and worked and… Fizzled for nothing
I see the words fuzzily dance up and down, slowly, in the computer screen ahead. I sit and stare just as she would, for what seems like a long time with no other plans in my life. And only then, does my mother make complete sense to me.
How lucky am I to see the world from this vantage point right now? Birds chasing boats, boats probably chasing fish… Three pigeon friends walking in line and circle dancing once in a while The precise rise and dives of the birds Majestic man made towers Probably fresh scent of pizza, simmering with buzzing downtown lights acrossContinue reading “Lucky from the top”
Me… when i’m not in my bed, writing thoughts– if i’m in my bed blandly writing thoughts, but when I’m not in my bed writing because something happened that made me feel inspired to write thoughts, then, it appears– almost everything else is meaningless.