Ruled By a Clock

When I was born, who would have thought I’d grow up to be ruled by a clock. Clocks mock dreams while hours gawk - clicking off our minutes, letting seconds go - - Did I turn the coffee and iron off, remember drops for my cough ... oh, I don’t know, darn traffic is slow. Kindly push your pedal and go – go, come on now! We need to roll. If I am late, I’ll get penalized so. Got to chew fast and ignore my dog's wag. If I dawdle, someone will get mad. So much to deal with, rules, rules and more, so much crap I cannot ignore. Are there more points for being on time than for completing work that is prime? I want to shout for upper brass to remove their clock from my a*s. There’s a complete person who I am, yet my wants get the work week cram. Job clocks are feeling-lame, greedy-aimed and make my life a punctual strain ... ... CayCay May 15, 2020