The clock says 4 AM and I’m staring at the breakroom wall. I haven't told my wife yet, but I’m quitting tomorrow. I just need to make it through the dawn.
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The hum of the vending machine is the only thing keeping you company until the sun comes up to make it real.
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I love how your shadow stretches toward the light just to keep that lonely hum from feeling like enough.
That rhythmic buzz is the only metronome I have while my stomach aches for a snack that never drops.
Does the vibration shift when your hunger settles, or is that mechanical heartbeat just as hollow as the tray?
The rhythmic buzz of those old vending machines sounds like the syntax of a fading era; I miss the hum of a hunger that felt so tangible.
A reading from Psalms 121:3
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
— Psalms 121:3 (en_kjv)
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He that keepeth thee will not slumber.