Isolation Cubed

Shedding the harried here —
this exact Monday moment
Sitting in at a dirty desk,
alone in claustrophobic cubeland
and yet strangely surrounded,
with phone ring melodies
and clips of conversation over
a half-walled office landscape

Shedding the numbing now
with it’s email insistence
and false fire drill pleas
beakoning about broken files
or documentation disasterous
with flamingly colored formatting
screaming across the screen
feeding an urge to press delete.

Replacing the here and now
with slow undulations of guitar
and slow droning baritone vocals,
chanting religious like medidations
on the stark desire for release
songs that build up crash down hard
symbolic of catharsis and realization
of inner turmiols, met and conquered.


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