oh I knew

I remember those mornings

too well

getting up because I had to

sitting writing answering emails

preparing to go

choking on words the feelings

music soft for inspiration

trying to find courage again

going out

into the world do the job

waitin’ just waitin’

for them to fire me let me go

& it wasn’t the work anymore

but the people

my face did not fit but y’know

just for that

they can’t let you go

so I was waiting

for them to find somethin’

to hang me for

& a grown man can cry

scratch at the walls

raise his hands to the sky

weep wail ask the why

but people are people

& when feelings trump reason

all there is to do today

is wait a while

hope for good money in the goodbye

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