in their thirties are still
on
the gravy train,
the government dole,
asleep
in the cellar
of their parent's home,
grad school,
an endless
process
with no job
in site.
no love interest.
the bills paid, the laundry
done,
dinner at six,
the blue
screens alight.
allergic to work,
to ambition,
afraid
of an adult life.
waiting for the trust fund
or will
to kick in
when the old folk
finally die.
1 comment:
And still they live on.
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