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The only job that matters

My clock ticks on
as my fingers type in numbers
$52.93, $1.29, $20.08
god I love my job

I stretch my hand
as it cramps from holding trays
would you like anything else?
god I love my job

I gasp for air
as my throat chokes on the smoke
my ass hurts from pinches
god I love my job

I trip and fall
the floor stained with drinks and glass
that will be fun to clean
god I love my job

I come home
and his arms wrap around me
I kiss my son and think
god I love this job

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  • PrabhuDayal Khattar silver member
    May 17

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    The thought is well crafted in the wonderful expression of the poetic venture..thanks for sharing...