First day yet again

Starting a nother new job

Serving from the other hand.

Synchronous with a nod

Different but similar uniform

And maybe without perfect anything

But a small smile

And a decent smell

Of food and beverage crew

And yet when all was said and done

I did it all for you

(who are you dear, and why so sad, and why doth life still get this bad)

I wish I could hear it once or more

But truly I’m a snooze and bore

And maybe little last gifts

Aren’t all that’s left but devils kiss