In the Interim

 

Exit ramp dead ahead
as I am starting to envision
my life after this endless
disjointed employment

Slow fade to retirement
and welcome obsolescence
away from the bored chorus
of clock punching drones
themselves counting the days
til one by one
the calendar says they are done
to be replaced
by the next wave
of temporary worker bees
hauling the honey
to feed the ravenous system

The waltz of interchangeable parts