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Bye bye sweet onion!

It’s been weeks since I wrote any meaningful verse.
Those weeks flowed like so much sewage
Under the non-events that became my daily work
And nightly drunks, dead no-dream sleep.

From March through June, three full moons,
I drove to the onion shed and worked hard
Part of a team putting in a system for onions,
Loading, brushing, grading, sorting to chutes.

I meant to leave my mark, I really did.
But I’m too serious, too earnest, so I toiled
And tried my best to learn the operation
Both mechanical and computerized, even human.

I couldn’t deny my inner nature is to write,
Not to merely toil for the man.
By the ninetieth day I felt myself rebelling.
I wouldn’t kiss the boss man’s ass.

Worker defies management

I won’t
allow you, boss
to push my buttons, no!
You must feel so smug, in your place.
Boss man.

Guilty as charged

You got my number,
Sir, you businessman’s fast track
Ran me flat over.

It’s over

My time with you has been, let’s say,
Just another blurb in my resume’.
Foreman and big shot at office dissed me.
But I’m not the one now paying OSHA a fine.

(First published in allpoetry early June of this year). 5 years ago

Whether I get in to law school or not, I want to continue to focus on my writing. I did a reading two nights ago. I want to do it again. The response was overwhelming, and I am certain that I want to be a part of a community of people who appreciate poetry as a craft. 6 years ago