Thursday, April 12, 2012

the bluest collar

lethargic jazz
plays my bones
leads me away from the zone
be-bop-be
sleep please come to me
send what i've been waiting for
happier dreams to explore
no more exhausted bodies on the factory floor
some day less will topple more
then i'll stride to the front of the assembly line
force my body to morning sunshine
hey mister trade you two nickles for that dime
ain't it funny how you can't beat time?

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