(20 minute poetry)

I could do without
making this journey today
do without working and
just stay away
do without misery
do without gloom
just stay at home
make do with a book in my room.

I've got 20 minutes to decide
do I stay in this cattle truck
or get the *******
and take the
next
ride back?

The thought drowns in depression
there's a lesson here,
a question
I fear needs an answer.

I suppose Friday is always like this
the end of a hard week

the long and the short of it is

do I make this journey or not?

And there's this **** stood behind me who stinks
jeez
I don't want to whisper
B O
I want to scream out

underarm deodorant

this is what life is about.

But it's fine
I'm getting down with it
putting the ***** in and
shovelling ****.

It'll be okay
I'll **** a few brain cells
****** more dreams
bleed out some more life
stifle my screams,

It'll be fine.