I am released at 2:30pm
From the daily grind.
Friday is the most exhausing!
Faces faced.
In two straight lines.
They filed into class today
And sat in allocated seating.
They looked at books, and wall and chairs,
And 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
After serious acting time.
My shoulders shank
The stress, it left,
Exhaustion in it’s place
But most of all the relief of release
and the knowledge that it will be
Seven days before hell visits again.
