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Ode to the cubical wall
so tall and so gray
It hides the world,
the sun, the rain,
life outside this day
Ode to the second cup of
coffee that so
quickly is out
You bring new life, energy
before leaving me without
Ode to the music of MOG
which plays in my ear
Knocking out sound
of others conversations
allowing me to disappear
Ode to the florescent lights
so nasty on my skin
bringing new resolve
to moisturize
and cut back on the gin
Ode to the coming paycheck
so sweet to my account
if it wasn’t for you,
dear bills and debt,
this life I could surmount
12 guests here now.
Comments
how did you get in my head. Cause that is my life too.
So very sorry.
I actually do no work inside a cubicle. I face a white bland wall everyday inside my office. Everything else you mentioned is pretty spot on.
Very nice post! working at the office is very stressful.