Friday 7 September 2012

The Application Process

I gather my hope in a bubble
Let it fly into the air like a dream
Through trials, tribulations and trouble
Never again to be seen

Let it fly into the air like a dream
Steadily losing control
Never again to be seen
Breaking off a piece of my soul

Steadily losing control
For whatever job role I can chase
Breaking off a piece of my soul
Each e-mail is harder to face

For whatever job role I can chase
Consider my details, amen
Each e-mail is harder to face
Could my dreams be crushed once again?

Consider my details, amen
Through trials, tribulations and trouble
Could my dreams be crushed once again?
I gather my hope in a bubble

6 comments:

The Bug said...

It's a soul-crushing process. Love the poem though - and the form. What is that again? I think I tried to write one once but it ended up being nonsensical.

Titus said...

Pretty bloody fabulous.

roxy said...

at least there is magic (poetry) through the experience of despair (applying for jobs).

(don't you hate it when friends try to make you see the silver lining?)

Don't Feed The Pixies said...

Bug - it's a pantoum

Titus - well thank you

Roxy - ha ha, yes indeed :)

Argent said...

Very evocative of the process and like the pantoum form - was not aware of it before.

Don't Feed The Pixies said...

Argent - form of pantoum is:
1
2
1
2

2
3
2
3

3
4
3
4

4
1
4
1
(only with the 1s reversed at the end)