Draw The Curtains

Draw the curtains,
      Let me get some kick.

Worked all night,
      Exhausted.
            Drained.

Last two hours
      Just dreaming
            About crawling home,
Climbing under the covers,
      Snuggling as deep as possible,
Maybe even wearing blinders,
      Put plugs in my ears,
            Shut out the world.
Forget about the bills,
      Leave the nasties behind,
            Back on the factory floor,
Back with the shadows and sawdust.

Let me get a good eight hours
      Of Grade A American shut-eye.

Draw the curtains,
      Let me get some kick.


For Conversations With Walt
Denis J. Kelly
May 13, 2011