photo credit: Julien.Belli Rush hour via photopin (license)

Is this what has become of us
This everyday to and fro.
This circular existence,
Ferris wheel without a view.
Is this humdrum monotony

This weekday rock and roll,
Playing sardines on the tube –
As exciting as it’s gonna get
For fool’s like me and you.

Where’s the escape route,
Unshakeable alibi or Plan B.
What happened to the masterplan?
Is this what we got pencilled in,

Every Monday to Friday
From now until the grave.
Where’s the tequila? Where’s the beach?
Is everyday fulfilment, like for Tantalus,
A bounty out of reach.
© 2017 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.


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