Thursday, February 04, 2010

I Hate the Future

While browsing through old journals for the mem-wa, I came across this curt poem I wrote four years ago, when I had just been laid off from Job #2:
I Hate the Future


I hate the future

dark car
on a dark street
moving

Something bright may sit
behind the tinted windows

All i see
is the barreling forward
the peaceful air it displaces
Four years later, employed again (Job #5!), housed again (Apartment #4!) and married, I am elated to discover, some things never change.

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