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Pocket Change

by LiNdSeYo7

Published November 18, 2007

He packed a sack lunch and headed off to a toxic hell
With thoughts of ballet slippers and building blocks buried in the back of his mind.
He spent 3,240 minutes of his existence playing slave to a silver machine
In a dusty nowhere with a man named (fill-in-the-blank) on his right
And a single mother of four empty stomachs on his left.
He collected $360 on Tuesdays
All of which was swallowed whole by a potbellied creature called Debt
Aside from the gristle:
Pension in a handful of lint-covered pennies.

20 odd years at a power plant
Poured quietly down the drain each morning at 6 AM
Only to settle alongside pathetic clumps of Colgate
and putrid bits of after-shave.
He received a bonus in the form of arthritis at age 42
And was left heading home empty hearted
With thoughts of ballet slippers and building blocks buried in the back of his mind.
Society said he lived a blue collared life
but he never saw a color other than Corporate Green.

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GingerLizzy
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GingerLizzy wrote a review Review · Nov 19, 2007

Okay, I scanned over this but I didn't really read it properly, so don't take my review to heart because I admit; I haven't reviewed it properly.

I dislike the structure because to me, it's just one big clump and my brain can't be dealing with that. This is just personal preference, so I suppose you could just ignore that little rant.

I liked the imagery and emotion, but feel as though the flow could be improved to make it seem more poetic and less like a descriptive piece.

Hope this half-hearted attempt of a review helped,
GingerLove

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LiNdSeYo7
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LiNdSeYo7 commented Comment · Nov 18, 2007

Thank you so much! I had never even looked at it from that point of view, ha.

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Snoink
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Snoink wrote a review Review · Nov 18, 2007

Ooooh! I like this! I like this a lot.

There's only one thing that really bugs me. "Tuesday’s" should be "Tuesdays" without the apostrophes.

But I really like it... just the way it was executed and it sounds mad and bitter without being angsty, and it's just so... reminiscent of casinos and the lonely people in there that it's just pretty amazing. :)



You walk into this room at your own risk, because it leads to the future, not a future that will be but one that might be. This is not a new world, it is simply an extension of what began in the old one. It has patterned itself after every dictator who has ever planted the ripping imprint of a boot on the pages of history since the beginning of time. It has refinements, technological advances, and a more sophisticated approach to the destruction of human freedom. But like every one of the super states that preceded it, it has one iron rule: logic is an enemy and truth is a menace.
— Rod Serling