14 hours
fourteen goddamn hours
what life is it to lead when
there's no life left after work?
spared death and thankful.
but the evil gets in your head
after that much work.
all the bad shit that makes life
less bearable and the thoughts
are constant.
that time the girl fucked you over.
when you were six and you fell off
your bike.
that time you got in a fight over a parking space.
they all come back when your head is hot
and you haven't ate since you can't remember.
the juices come up in your exhaustion
but you're too tired to break something.
then there's trying to get to sleep after
your amped up from making yourself
stay awake for so long
and your car's fucked up, and it may not
get you home
14 hours
fourteen miserable hours
and tomorrow is another day
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