a free job at
recognizable golden arches,
free food every shift
25% off otherwise,
stomach growing, thighs
thickening,
arms hardening and
wrists hurting
carrying fry baskets
with two hands.
eating out of boredom
staying up until
three in the morning,
writing about people
never existing,
voices audible but saying little
beyond laughter and
crude joking
nothing nothing nothing nothing
failing tests in the middle of
second semester
of junior year
return to college
miss a prerequisite and
fall short of
the beginning of a nursing degree,
leave the textbooks in your backpack,
sketch the image of the characters,
half-hearted reading in the morning,
sleep in during study time.
a day before
attend the job for brief hours
of understaffed stress
of empathy sucked away
change the bathroom garbages
with the bags around the neck
pull it jokingly a minute
and later possibly conclude that
morbid humor
alone
isn't humor
stuffing selves some more
spending sixty dollars
on coffee, ice cream, fast and slow food
weekly
instead of utilizing
a well-stocked home.
blowing gas money on
days out with friends
and the constant constant constant
humor humor humor
nothing nothing nothing
writing things that may produce wonder
or nothing at all.
ask
everything
everyone
tell all
use "I"
take blame
consume guilt,
what else could one
possibly need?
