The Jobholder

The Jobholder


I stand in the rain waiting for my bus
and in the bus I wait for my stop.
I get let off and go to work
where I wait for the day to end
and then go home, waiting for the bus,
of course, and my stop.

And at home I read and wait
for my hour to go to bed
and I wait for the day I can retire
and wait for my turn to die.

David Ignatow

Posted over on the Writers Almanac

Oh David, been there, done that, quit doing it on June 25, 2010.