Again there’s no money in the bank.
Jobs like houseflies elude capture,
Buzzing around my head in
Tantalizing yet unreachable proximity.
Send your curriculum vitae!
Tell me what you’re good at!
Oh, I’m sorry; you lack experience.
Experience for what?
To pull a pint?
To run items through a scanner?
To put money into a till,
Filling your pockets whilst you pay pittance?
Oh trust me, sir, I am
well versed in being fucked.
Last edited by Ctrl Alt Elite; June 1st, 2016 at 11:56 PM
Hehe I like this one. So bitter lol
Good stuff bro lol. That first stanza is pn fucking point
Clever take on the whole job search. Enjoyed the emotion
This exudes
DamNation
Ahhhh, beautiful resentment.
The irritation and displeasure is a stunning slap in the face.
The animosity is obvious. Hostility at it's best.
I really, really like the tone you give off in this piece.
The grudge is certainly a star and shows itself not only in the written word
but between the lines. The air surrounding this work seeps discontentment,
and it does it well.
I think the outro is my favourite bit.
Another reality check.
Tick.
Interesting work here. I enjoyed this piece.
Thought you did a good job.
I hope you drop again.
Looking forward to more of your work, Ctrl Alt Elite (cool name btw).
Nice Read.
Last edited by Emily; June 7th, 2016 at 02:08 AM
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Thanks for the feedback guys. I only really came on here to find all my old poetry from the 2008-2011 era but it seems to have all been deleted. Figured I'd drop a little something for old times sake while I was here.
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