Mark R Slaughter


Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work


Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
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  • Rookie - 15 Points Joseph Sanchez (4/28/2014 11:23:00 AM)

    A saving spirit of hope:
    ‘You’re fired! ’ He screams. What news to bear,
    This wondrous hangman’s rope!

    So now I’m free, released from all this
    Work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
    Eternal peace and rest for (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 169 Points Martin O'Neill (3/5/2012 5:00:00 PM)

    How - self-employed - may engineer a dsimissal? Oh fair Camelot! be kind to me!
    I like the wit and feeling here. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 169 Points Cecilia Real (10/20/2009 2:20:00 AM)

    Work-sleep-work.....suddenly it becomes the strong winds in a storm. Where is fun? Where is purpose? Where is essence?

    Yes, people at work do feel these things. Work-sleep-work but then what if we also try another rhythm sleep-eat-sleep-eat. After some time it would also become boring.

    Work-sleep-work and break then back to work-sleep-work and break and so on and so forth.

    I love the poem. It's like the whole office is shouting for BREAK!
    A 10! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 210 Points Marie Shine (3/11/2009 3:24:00 PM)

    A wonderful witty look at how tedious and repetative work can become, causing it to be boring. The repetition in the poem echoes of the repetition at work. At some stage in everybody's life they will be able to relate to this very well written poem. All work and no play...............
    A 10 from me. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 210 Points ***poor little copycat*** (2/28/2009 1:01:00 PM)

    i couldn't possibly agree more. it feels like my own life is exactly the same way, and there's never any time for lesiure or relaxation. it's just work, work, and yet more work... everything becomes so pedantic, repetitive, and boring, and the purpose of life can no longer be seen; for why would we have been brought into the world just to suffer? maybe it's to make us appreciate the coming of death more...nice write, a 10 from me
    ***lil copycat*** (Report) Reply

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