Dec 232014

Dreamed of a boss

sitting at his fancy desk

staring off into space


blank expression on his face

as if he is staring off into nothingness



so I walk away from him


He is not who he presents

on the surface, a helping agency

but the place is empty,


a suite of offices and partitions

and computers and telephones

nothing warm to be seen


No art, no poetry, no music

no greenery, nothing but a boss

staring off into space


Let us not be him





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