how’s that resignation working

torture chamber hours are
as these words undergo transmission
scheduled for the expected lengthening
though a few crusty pullers have yet

to smile about the benefits
proposed, and they must be excused for
forgetting this is for the fortunate
whether they know it or not; so this is

beginning in – well obviously,
a future is involved – the closest
to the nearest now in a pace
back and forth as though to tip us all

over the brink begging for release
– and each is beside him or her self
as it is – so grab a fistful
of gristle – and kick back for rack night.


About Timmy the Scribbler

Love to write all kinds of stuff I love writing so many different kinds of stuff it is a constant struggle to narrow the focus to a manageable handful and let the others go. But a few years ago I dipped my fingers into a poetry pie and of all my uncertainties, one thing that is no uncertainty is that it is one passion that must remain, so maybe that's the one. I do dearly delight in chopping up fictional works into stanzas and syllables.
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