Poem for a friend I wish I didn't have.

I have a friend who makes no sound, a friend you cannot see,

A friend no body wants around: my friend, monotony.

Monotony, you visit me just when I need you least,

You bore me with such details, a repetition feast.

The same things over and over and over and over and over again*.

It's too easy to joke about your driving me insane.

It's true, you're necessary for my job to be done well,

The great things you and I achieve, there are no words to tell.

Patience, persistence, both pay off when your time here is through.

Still...while you're near, I often feel I'd rather eat my shoe....

-an original poem inspired by my job :)

*pronounced like "gain" or it doesn't work...I know, it's a bit of a stretch.