Grind - Assemblage 23

The ground is pulsing

The pace is constant

So unrelenting as the day goes forward

There’s no escaping

It’s too incessant

The soulless shuffle and the crushing boredom

It’ll grind you down if you allow it to

It’ll chew you up and have its way with you

The noise relentless

A pounding hammer

Against your psyche and it’s growing stronger

The blaring anger

Constant frustration

You can’t endure this clamor for much longer

It’ll grind you down if you allow it to

It’ll chew you up and have its way with you

Where is the quiet?

The dulcet silence

That used to punctuate this lack of order

No time to wonder

They can replace you

You’ll be discarded and thrown in the corner

It’ll grind you down if you allow it to

It’ll chew you up and have its way with you