Why does lunchtime Wednesday
Alter my thoughts from work to the weekend?
I stay focused until that time.
I then wander into fantasyland
The weekend prospects of party
Of relaxing, of friends, of dinners.
By rights I should stay on task until Friday
Then allow my mind to meander through
Fields of fun, excitement and adventure.
Instead the humdrum, the back and forth
Of tedium rules my life.
Acquiring a piece of paper
After years of study saying qualified
Has me isolated in this cubicle
Shut off from the world
Surrounded by people who care not
If I like red or green.
It’s a dead, dull and boring
But it pays the rent,
Affords me a reasonable lifestyle
But is killing me inside.
Written for: https://ionanerissa.wordpress.com/2016/05/11/hump-day-poetry-week-14/