He went to work at nightfall,

at daybreak he went home to bed.

Each day crashed into the back

of the next one, until his life

was a crumpled wreck of moments

compressed together in a long line.

Hysteria, he thought, a bit over

the top. After all, everybody’s life

was as dull and repetitive as his,

they just didn’t whine as much.

Let it go, he said to himself,

let it go and then move on.

Take the money and live simply,

be in charge of what you do

and how you spend your time.

But it wasn’t that easy, he knew

that life’s a risk, a lot of work:

you have to hang on and hold tight.


© Rupert M Loydell
Illustration Nick Victor


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