Driving in to work
Everyone has off but me
Anger simmers deep
Staring at the screen
I ponder C. difficile
Diarrhea sucks
Office goodies sit
Pastries tantalize my soul
Battles rage within
Lunchtime sun and air
Respite from my cubicle
The day is half done
Everyone has off but me
Anger simmers deep
Staring at the screen
I ponder C. difficile
Diarrhea sucks
Office goodies sit
Pastries tantalize my soul
Battles rage within
Lunchtime sun and air
Respite from my cubicle
The day is half done
Letters are jumbled
The afternoon grows heavy
It’s time for coffee
Five o’clock has come
We surge out like school children
Precious hours lost
Madmen in my lane
Make me swear and curse the gods
Use your blinker, ass
The fireplace burns
Warm hearth for my weary feet
Home is inner peace
1 comment:
Oh my god, I LOVE it! I of course especially empathize with the pastry battles. We should start collecting your writings to get them published. For reals.
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