Description: Wrote this recently. Needless to say I hate my job and the industry I work for. But it pays the bill and my soul is apparently for sale. Thank God for this outlet.
I keep the charade going
pretending to enjoy the
beating
day after mind numbing
day
smile... on
manners... on
charm... on
ass kissing...
shoot me now
and put me out of this
misery
God I complain too much
"smile... on manners... on charm... on" I Loved this part.. I think it really conveys you selling your soul to be something your not.. Like a mask of sorts.. "Day after mind numbing day".. hehe you seem so discontent! It cant be that bad can it? At least your not in marketing, right? Well i suppose in a very loose sense you are.. But i mean those who search for a dollar to exploite. And i find it very unlikely you exploite anything.. I like your style, as ive said before, how you sometimes keep on a certain track and then end with something out of left field.. Its normally unwarranted to do something of this nature, but i think you do it rather well. And please dont stop complaining.. I enjoy reading them! Ratio M. Ducet III
Haha, I think most of us feel trapped by lives lived out of necessity rather than following our desires and dreams to their fullest fulfillment. And if you're a man of letters, then you've a long road ahead of you during which you will be asked to whore yourself out to the highest bidder until such time as your Art becomes salable and can sustain you.
All we want is freedom to do the things we want to do, on our own terms.
A very original way of letting the thoughts just stumble out, being slapped by a false love, falling down the last two steps, tripping on the foot of a sleeping drunk alone at the front table, slamming into the folding doors falling face first into the arms of your unsuspecting soulmate, it always turns around when you have given up the most..lol..great write again, friend
Fuc.king love the ending! I would drop the last line down one line for emphasis. This poem is a reflection of my own thoughts most days. I like the way you turn the mask on as if by some mechanical control. Cold man. I like.
I especially like the brevity of your style. Not a lot of room to wiggle with these short ones, but twice the impact when you pull it off.
it feels a bit unfished. I guess yo could do much more with it than just complain (as you said in the last line). show me a bit of your work and how it makes you feel. give me some details.right now I've only got your complains. the charm etc on part was nice but the rest is kind of blah. give me a little bit more to chew on.
Haha.. I think everyone's fed up with their jobs...and maybe some things going on in life.. but that's life.. we may dislike our routine but we gotta live- no life's perfect. I've had my boiling points but they make us stronger. No matter how [censored]ed up your day may seem press on (I complain a lot too lol)
well you obviously have no Idea how my life goes... unless, Is you boss your parents. Lol, lucky [censored] face if he/she isn't. Sorry. Anyway, Don't break down, This is how life is and we all, and yes I do mean ALL have to deal with it.
"Smile... on Manners... on Charm... on Ass kissing."
I love that part. I mean at the place I work, it is always "cut yur hair, and MORE COFFEE" and yes they seriously say that... so anyway you keep survivng in this world and writing. THNX
I can completely understand the sentiment of this piece! I work in the family business with my mother-in-law (God kill me now) and every day I have to put on the smile, the manners, the pleasant attitude, because if I get in a bit of a snit and tell her off (even nicely) I'll hear about it over Sunday dinner. Ugh I really enjoyed this. You articualted how it is to hate a job, but at the same time keep going at it, either from complacency, or financial need. Good work. Traci :)
Submission Name: charade
