Waiting For Friday

 

 

Waiting For Friday 

 

Workaday energies, used Monday-Friday, draining day by day.

The regimen seldom varying from job to job to job,

and within a wishful scenario,

the spurious expectation that another new workplace will be better,

only to find status quo:

The paper design struggle of contracts,

the onerous discomfort of office chairs or 12 hours on your feet,

excessive shouting on the streets on the way to,

and in the lobbies, once arrived,

an unkind prohibition against hiding in the break-room,

that speculative pest of a clock against which you race.

 

We cannot fly above the joke,

and we suspect the employment script is rigged.

Bosses, regulation artists of 

every circular imperative, 8-5, 9-5. 9-6

or, horribly, many more minutes than that,

controlling an adherent corps of laborers.

 

Now tell yourself in the still of the night

you will escape the group sentencing,

and not be shouldering the same consequences

as given for others’ flimsy misbehaviors. 

 

And dream of the generally accepted idea that in the near future, 

you will ride some token bus for the express purpose

of guiding you to a fat bank account.

 

In the meantime, just wait for Friday.

 

 

Linda Imbler

  

Linda Imbler’s poetry collections include five published paperbacks: “Big Questions, Little Sleep,” “Big Questions, Little Sleep” second edition (expanded with 66 additional poems), Lost and Found,” “Red Is The Sunrise,” and “Bus Lights, Travel Sights.”  Soma Publishing has published her three e-book collections, “The Sea’s Secret Song,”  “Pairings,” a hybrid of short fiction and poetry, and “That Fifth Element.” Another e-book for Soma Publishing is forthcoming within the next three months. Examples of Linda’s poetry and a listing of publications can be found at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com.  In addition to writing, she helps her husband, a Luthier, build acoustic guitars in Wichita, Kansas, U.S.A.