"A Word Meaning the Typical Death of Your Sort of Person"

The rushed and reckless work
that wears my infamy
is yet not mine to shirk
even as it flies me.

Here are the ruinous tools
your hand may not unclasp;
these, the rowdy accruals
from sleep and leisure reft.

And no one finds it weird
that makers wield such lurk
as casts them under the wheels
of rushed and reckless work.