a labor day lament: upside the wall


the silly silo of a working week has me stuck upside the wall
my teeth are too clenched blocking the release of i love you
importance has inverted while dancing this dizzy dance
simplicity has a head start and is fading into the gooey horizon

and it's you that matters

i work for you

it just isn't working

stuck upside this wall




This is for all of the workers sweating it out at the expense of solid and loving family relationships.  Let's work together for honest wages and decent hours so we can increase time spent with the ones we love.

America can do better.

Please share this poem.  Enough of this dizzying dance already.

photo by  racurry