day in, day out
day in, day out
the same thing
the same routine
day in, day out
like a scene from a horror flick
the dead rising
day in, day out
the 9 to 5 treadmill
never noticing the sun
just shades of grey
day in, day out
a Deja vu existence
like reading the same story everyday
but worse, living it day in, day out
self-made man in a self-made prison
shop talk, the conversation of convicts
scheming and dreaming
day in, day out
parole is granted as the shift ends
or is it just a transfer to a different cell
Brian Rosenberger lives in a cellar in Marietta, GA and writes by the light of captured fireflies. He is the author of As the Worm Turns and three poetry collections - Poems That Go Splat, And For My Next Trick..., and Scream for Me.
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