cords dangle from your arms
hefting and shuffling
you clasp a laptop
a mix of casual awareness
for you've done this year after year
from one meeting
to the next
yet just below that casual swing
is a layer of fear
that white knuckles your heart
at the possibility,
nay the inevitability,
of dropping the plastic & bits
and watching it all go to waste
because the worth of you
to your boss and boss' boss
is not your talent
nor the breadth and scope
of a mind bored to death
but rather the culmination
of a million keystrokes
jumping from one task
to the next,
without a thought caution
just a less obstinate horse
trudging where it must
for it must!
the bit punishes resistance
by tearing
by biting
and without that history,
what are you?
bits and pieces,
without a story to tell
7/17/14
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PoetryWords connect all of us. Through laughter, memories, or ridiculous melancholy, we are what we say and what we write. TWS differs from WWS in form only. These are poems longer than 7 lines, allowing a little more freedom in exploring themes and more...