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I always resented all the years, the hours, the
minutes I gave them as a working stiff, it
actually hurt my head, my insides, it made me
dizzy and a bit crazy I couldnt understand the
murdering of my years
yet my fellow workers gave no signs of
agony, many of them even seemed satisfied, and
seeing them that way drove me almost as crazy as
the dull and senseless work.
the workers submitted.
the work pounded them to nothingness, they were
scooped-out and thrown away.
I resented each minute, every minute as it was
mutilated
and nothing relieved the monotonous ever-
structure.
I considered suicide.
I drank away my few leisure hours.
I worked for decades.
I lived with the worst of women, they killed what
the job failed to kill.
I knew that I was dying.
something in me said, go ahead, die, sleep, become
them, accept.
then something else in me said, no, save the tiniest
bit.
it neednt be much, just a spark.
a spark can set a whole forest on
fire.
just a spark.
save it.
I think I did.
Im glad I did.
what a lucky god damned
thing.
Charles Bukowski
msanthrope
(37,549 posts)WilliamPitt
(58,179 posts)Do better.
msanthrope
(37,549 posts)WilliamPitt
(58,179 posts)msanthrope
(37,549 posts)You'll have to look up that paraphrase.....and that should be your hobby.
Skittles
(153,164 posts)or stay out here and play at writer and starve. I have decided to starve."