Standby

The days seem to inch extraordinarily slow
At least that’s how most of us feel
Stranded in the middle of the ocean
Where only ghouls and darkness would shrill.

A cup of freshly brewed coffee
and a sinful-sugar-dusted doughnut
What a wonderful brief respite
from my otherwise mundane chores (that drive me nuts).

I turn on the walkie-talkie
and take off my hard hat
It’s time to sit back and relax
before the next shockwave-crash.

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