Job Hunt Poem by Irene Bitter

Job Hunt



Job Hunt, Internet café,
Surfing the World Wide Web.
Darn it, wish I was surfing the ocean waves instead!
Wish I was polishing my nails
Instead of my résumé!
Wish I’d devour a bucket of ice cream
Instead of this microscopic drop of crème brûlée!

Thursday, October 17, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: internet,ocean,surfing
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Irene Bitter

Irene Bitter

Nykolayev, Ukraine
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