Facebooking Poem by RIC BASTASA

had the chance of meeting Kaye
still at the agriculture department
no promotion yet happy
nothing new really except
this meeting

me too, nothing new, except
this conversation
of who what where when

then we stop
as it is time to go
the office closes at five pm
and we have to find
our way home

it will be dark
and there will be dinner with the family
then we watch tv
after being tired we turn it off
sleep
then dream and then we wake up
early the next morning
back to work

such routine such boredom
yet we still like to live more days
this is life perhaps
nothing new except
the meetings of old friends
then back to work again

i know you are bored reading this
precisely, precisely, now you must feel the same too
at least
in this boring poem