I am released at 2:30pm
From the daily grind.
Friday is the most exhausting
Faces faced – two straight lines.
Filed into class today
Sat in allocated seating
They looked at books, and wall and chairs
Threw some sticks around
And when they finally quietened down
You’d think they’d look at me.
No. The book, the chair, the cardboard backdrop
But no eye contact with me.
Thus when the bell rang an hour later
Oh the release for me
My shoulders slumped
The stress it left,
Exhaustion in it’s place
Seven days until hell visits again.