Grind

Rinse and Repeat

Bells ring

sleep done

open blinds 

see sun

get dressed

nice shirt

shades of gray

new shoes hurt

start car

first gear

foot down

roads clear

minutes later

traffic jam

radio 

its a plan

late to work

rush through

secretary

ignores you

get to desk

computer on

log in

switch on

tick tock

goes the clock

eyes hurt

what a shock

day spent 

click click

another done

real slick

works done

back in car

traffic stretches

too far

get indoors

see wife

be polite

save the strife

eat tea

drink wine

wife ask's

say I'm fine

go to bed

no sex

lie awake

pass the test

next day 

as before

same thing

and that's all.

Author's Note

Written about the grind of everyday life, far from my best piece, was experimenting with the impact of rhythm on a poem.