Thursday, October 9th 2014

Mornings,
I really dislike mornings while I find myself enticed by dreams and disillusions.
All that I ask for in my pursuit of happiness is for a reason to wake up each day,
A reason to anticipate another day, to look forward to sunrises
Something to push me forward each day, something to drive me on

But yet in this current state I'd rather skip mornings,
Skip the boring part of the day, wait until evening when the the sun has finally set
It's not that I'm gloomy, I'm just dull and comfortable with no light

All I ask is for a reason to wake up each day
And if that's too much of a request to those dwelling in the heavens
Then just send a car wreck my way
Put me into heavily induced coma...
...and rest.

October 1st, 2014: Fishing

With a resume attached to the hook as my bait

I wait patiently, waiting for just the slightest movement 

from the fishing bauble 

For just the slightest tug...

Sometimes I wait days, weeks, and even months with no bite

I reel the line and cast again

Sometimes to a different location

A different position

A different field of job

Still no success

There was one to bite,  but unfortunately the catch slipped away

Unqualified to wash dishes? Unqualified to work an entry level job?

 

A descent man, a hard worker, an organized individual

An experienced worker, a perfectionist, flexible

A team player, a positive emitting employee

With so much loyalty that I induce myself with disillusions 

So much untapped potential

And here I wait for another bite, to reel in opportunity.

"Just fucking bite already!" I scream to the many fishes below

Tempted to jump into the water myself.

Yet I sit here waiting with what little time I have left

Soon it will be dark, soon I will grow weary, soon I will be starving 

With a resume attached to the hook as my bait

I cast the line again.