In The Whirl of Seasons (3)

Summer hits hard 
When you’re on your feet all day

Customers, patrons, friends
Seem like
So many hostile invaders after awhile

And she has eight more weeks of this
Before she goes back to school

And she can’t remember
Why she took this job
Why she’s even going to school
Or why being around people
Tires her out like this

She’d love a glass of wine,
But that will have to wait

For payday

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