Friday, November 04, 2005


Slam my face into the dirt
Make me bleed, make me hurt
Fill my mouth with glass and lye
Anything to make time fly.

Set a fire in my ears
Raid my fridge and drink my beers
Execute my dearest friend
But please just make this Friday end.

Curse me, tell me that you hate me
Castigate and then berate me
As long as you can let me know
Why won’t this freaking workday go?

Place a monkey on my head
Power sand me ‘til I’m dead
Thresh my body hair to hay
As long as you can kill this day.

Eat my guts just like spaghetti
Blow my brains into confetti
Blend my nipples into loam
Just be sure to send me home.

At least I have many interests to help pass the time. Happy weekend, everybody.


sands of time said...

That is really good.Your feelings just flow.

Just Some Gal said...

I saw "castigate" and had to re-read... lol

*breathing slowly and deeply*

Aren't you so f*cking glad its late Friday afternoon?

Have a beautiful weekend Grant!

kathi said...

Okay, this was just plain funny.

Valkyrie said...

Can I print out a copy and put it up on the outside of my cubicle?

H.E.Eigler said...

Great poem! As a person who has written a 'work sucks' piece before I truly identify.

ps - I found you though Spider's blog posts and will visit often if your content is always this humourous :O)

Malia said...

H.E., Grant is always this humorous. He is awesome.


Spider Girl said...

That was great, Grant. :)

I take it T.G.I.F. is not something you say till the END of Friday?

Butterscotch said...

Friday's gone around the bend.
Sing for joy at its end?
Can't find the tune to set me free,
For Monday's come to torture me.

Stacy The Peanut Queen said...

Apparently, you had the same kinda Friday that I had.


Weary Hag said...

I never cared for Fridays when I worked them (my last job I had off on Fridays). If any day of the week was going to drag ass, Friday would always be the day.
Mondays I didn't mind so much because EVERYone felt the same exact way about them ... so there was lots of company for my misery; passed the time more quickly.
Tuesday just plain sucked because everyone got over the bitching and there was little else to talk about and more was expected from you on a Tuesday because it wasn't a Monday or a Friday.

Your poetry here was impeccable, by the way. Entertaining and rhythmic all at the same time. Gotta love it.

Danielle said...

found you thru "kings" site. Ill catch up on your prior posts, have a good day :)

Toad734 said...

Sounds like a Metal song.

Weary Hag said...

Uh oh. Did you end up killing someone very violently and are now locked up in jail? Cuz four days just isn't like you.


Stacy The Peanut Queen said...


Where'd you go??? :)