You'Re Fired Poem by Daffodil Decarie

The saying, “God does not play dice with the
Universe…” — might be true, almost to a fact-
.
However, it seems like-
God enjoys pulling strings
On any featured montage of human life…
.
The writhing of yesterday's hour at work
Was like a red carpet screenplay -
Of my desensitized emotions –
It beshrewed the Watcher’s ambivalence.
.
I merely like to think of it that way.
I still don’t know what to feel —
And I don’t know what my God feel, either.
.
After these thoughts– I started to feel eerie
again. My eyes felt dilated enough
Yet its vision continued to narrow down
.
Until all I can see is just a blind bend –
a pinch of black and white, a shadow of life.
slowly— It felt like –
.
I disintegrated from being of flesh
To no more — than blood corpuscles
Trying to unify my spirit at sea.
.
In all of these litmus tests in life
I chose to remain boggled –
One day, I might change my mind.