Submissions by Helopolis

The mornings are easier
A few moments of fantasy
before I encounter isness
and tear myself from bed

I'm still not living there
if you care
I wasn't able to do the work
not as I imagined, so more time
but you don't care
The value has increased significantly
and I thought we'd share

Such simplicity spilling
saline sadness of no catharsis
I'm wreckless now
And I wish you would temper me

It's night that bores holes in my brain
Such strain and pain, there's no one
here to say goodnight to

I'm tired – I need a good rest without the stress
of smiling as Sisyphus

I need work that's doable in the day,
or week or month, at least someday
I need my responsibilities reasonable,
even if not easily reachable
I need the ears above me to hear
and make change not to the dance, but the stage

I need my value verified,
by reducing the excusing
of the subtle deoxygenation of all the souls in the room

And we wonder why we walk this line shorter and shorter,
feeling shorted more and more of the time
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