Dead Ended Days

I'm saddened by the duller days
The drudgery standing in lines
With bills to pay, people to please
And jobs that suck your spirit dry

Dead-ended, dead, shot and fragmented
Fucked beyond all recognition
Frayed at the ends, exhausted, fried
T.V. screen at dinner time

Regimented
Antiseptic
Redirected
Disinterested

A couch and chair just might suffice for now
Some beer and wine to pass the time