UNKNOWN PURPOSE


I sit

working

on god knows what

day after day

hour after hour

minute after execrable minute

slaving away

for some unknown purpose

before this magical machine.


I do not understand how it follows my commands

I do not understand how it gives them.

I do not know who is master here

though I am certain it is not me.

I do not know much of anything

but I know I have a job to do

and it requires sitting

working

for some divine plan

day after day

hour after hour

minute after exhausting minute

and I hope

when the days

the weeks

the months

the years near end

it will all have been worth it.

2005 - 2004 - Late 2003 - Early 2003 - Late 2002 - Early 2002 - 2001

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