Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Same old

Rainy
grey
same old
place
umbrellas
ticking clocks
shoes
walk to
work
same old
thing
another day
same old
people
sentences
yes
no
pretty good
and you?
desk
lamp on
computer
hums
bodies
moving in
and out
revolving doors
beige building
facade
acronyms
breakfast coffee
lunch
same time
same roads
no windows
carpeted floors
murmur of
useless conversations
uh huh
numbers
oh
clock moves
slowly
I can't see
myself here
but I'm
here
what do I
look like
outside
I don't
belong

where am I
going
why aren't I
going?
why am I
here?

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