Re-posting one of my early poems as I am still struggling with final edits and formatting of my novel. 'A job for life' was intended as a performance piece but is possibly a bit too long. It was fun to write and, hopefully, still fun to read. You can read it here.
I’m from the government, he said. I’m here to help, he said. You’d be doing a public service, he said. I was unemployed. What could I do? Said it was the perfect job for me – a job for life. I was never much for all that washing and brushing but I wasn’t all that … Continue reading A job for life