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|And The Clock Refuses to Change (standard:poetry, 124 words)|
|Author: Puck||Added: Oct 19 2000||Views/Reads: 2465/3||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
Three beige walls, a desktop PC Monitor, keyboard atop a Dingy gray desk. Uncomfortable mauve chair that Freezes my spine into one position I can’t move, though I really want to. Tiny holes, like memories of Once important documents maybe A picture or cartoon I threw in to make it easier. An endless murmur Of bored vocal cords Like a mantra. Glancing at the clock constantly It never seems to change Four hours feel like ten. A yawn, a cough A quick sip of water between “Not home”, “Not Interested”, and “Wrong number.” Mind drifts off to the better Things I could be doing Sleeping, relaxing, reading But no, I’m here with The same walls, the same voices And the clock refuses to change. Tweet
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