A Working Life by Donal Mahoney

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A Working Life

During the day
there might be three cars
parked at different places

anywhere on the block.
But at midnight there isn’t
a parking spot in sight

after everyone gets
home from work and
pulls into their spot.

Under the street lights
the cars are lined up tight
one behind the other

like prisoners on a
chain gang halted by
a badge and bullhorn.

In the morning
the horn sounds again
and the cars go back to work.

Donal Mahony

Donal Mahoney, nominated for Best of the Net and Pushcart prizes, Donal Mahoney has had poetry and fiction published in North America, Europe, Asia and Africa. Some of his work can be found by clicking here… 

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