Commit Suicide In Religious Ecstasy <br /> <br />It is useless to hope on the Return of our Lord <br />or the joy of Ascension to get out of this horrible <br />work, now I must translate a water document <br />that I don’t want to and have always looked forward to <br />religious events to save me from earthly pain <br />yet even reading the Bible is in vain, the work never <br />goes away and once again I must translate boring <br />documents just marginally better than the two <br />French Pesticides that I still have to attend to <br />and still no damn Ascension and no Second Coming <br />and I can’t go on this way… <br />I shall have to meet my Maker halfway and commit <br />suicide in religious ecstasy because this boring life of <br />frustration and strive is too much for me and the <br />one-eyed Cyclopian Troll Interpol still demands their <br />pound of meat and I wanted to spin straw into gold but <br />lo and behold, am presented with papers so dry even hell <br />would be better and since Rumpelstiltsken is not coming either <br />neither is Godot and Karen Supervisor wants to check my work <br />I am going nuts and will run out of here crying…<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-going-nuts/
