The Twelve Hour Shift

One hour to go

My legs ache

My eyes feel like lead

My brain refuses to work

(Although that’s not strange!).

One hour to go

To join the traffic queues

Staring into space.

One hour to go

Until I’m home

No time to eat.

Take a shower, then bed

To get up and start again.

One hour to go…..

15^th April 1996, North Acton, London, England.

-Richard