Posts Tagged ‘cynicism’

Untitled (waking thoughts)

Posted: January 5, 2016 in loneliness, poverty, work
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I can’t even fathom retirement
I know I will work until my bones show
Until I wear cynicism like a rain coat
And people’s “good morning”s hit my chest
And slide to the ground a puddle of acid rain

“How are the wife and Kids?”
A phrase I may read in a book or see
In a film