Jobs

If I can just
force
myself
into this shape
one more time
one more day
there is no other choice
Adulthood means
bills to be paid
insurance premiums
No space to breathe, move, stretch
to let it happen
because the rent is due
Our society
works
on five days six days forty hours
away from life, home, children
Self
forced to fit
a rhythm so unnatural
I don’t see how
I could ever be
working happy