A Job Like This – Written Thursday 22nd July 2004 (Aged 29)

A Job Like This

i am treading water
my heart is not in it
how did i end up
with a job like this
they look at my eyes
and they know –
the belief has swam away
they know –
i count the minutes of the day
i am treading water
my heart is not in it
my gulf is too wide
no way i can swim it
how did i end up –
in a job like this?
feelings of guilt
because i do not give full percent
my name badge
is busted and bent
all those silly rules
how did i end up –
in a job like this?




More poems and writing at
https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/




James Garratt – Thursday 22nd July 2004

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