Poetry

Summer Bummer, 11 (163.)

Behind at work, the prevailing goal becomes
“Keep going,”
and the race to the finish begins.
Remote troubles aren’t remotely the root of this –
longtime procrastinator, master of distractions.
Attention, stay, please.
Look at the document. Put words in it.
Flesh it out to something, anything,
to prove you did it.
Capitalistically conditioned brain chimes in:
That’s what you get paid for, right?

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