the clock

the worst enemy of the worker---
it stares back at you ticking away
informing quietly
of every single second, minute, hour
that you will never ever get back &
the worker shakes their fist at it
mentally, if not physically,
hoping that by some magic act,
a few hours will suddenly pass
for no reason but the satisfaction of the
onlooker.

the worker who hates the clock
has always hated the clock
for they do not have a career
which defines them & makes others love them
(holding them above the rest of us with jobs).

the worker who wants to bash in the face of the clock
knows that they are replaceable &
that what they do is only valuable on an hourly basis---
they do not hold a salary &
therefore,
every minute spend in front of that ticking
tyrant,
is one more closer to being laid off, “let go,” or fired---
whereas those who hardly notice it is there,
go on their merry salaried way
into the weekend.

if you know this enemy,
do not try & win it over
for it will not budge---
do your best to ignore it &
focus your hatred on those who do not need
to abide by it &
the next time you hear the words “middle class”
pop out of the mouth of some scumbag lying politician,
as if we were all living in a motherfucking disney movie,
know that you are not alone
in this march towards death.

our time will come when all the clocks will be smashed.