work lurk knee jerk

right now I am feeling the drug of
work: is stronger than narcotic because
the adrenalin is kicking so hard and feeding from
within and with this your mind is conjuring the idea
that soon you'll be done and able to stop and breathe
and feed in the confidence of finishing what you
started and promised someone, somewhere, you'd do.
it is draining me straining me braining me
to where I just might need to go at this
point of my life, where I really havent been,
I spin and dance at my desk waiting
for the next call to arrive and greet me,
because I am so enthralled in what I am doing
and need the kind of little break like talking
to someone two time zones away, probably
feeling same way I do and thats why they picked
up the phone in the first place.

I admire these soldiers of fortune, waiting
for twice a month when they can cover
their promises and dreams and what they stand on

I am frank to the fact that I am one of them
and at the same time I feel like I am not
and I think that each one of us thinks they
are not as well and still also feels like me

we pray to the millions that come through our fingers
and wait all day for that cigarette or email from
someone who loves us and is going to the same war.

I cry the afternoon with these soldiers of solitude
alive and awake to the knowledge that 5 is on the
prowl. asleep, and trying to look like I am with it
but I have to do stuff for two more hours, and
wish I could get into traffic already.



©2001 by Yosh