Office no office
Once again came over
Brother; he's friend
He had nuts; I had wine
Last bottle of Red wine
And we shared; as we do
Every time that he comes
Radio and laptop turned to off
Lot was left for long time; had to talk
In a while his office was topic
"We don't work in office"
He said and; I was shocked
"You go work in a cloud? "
Internet and Laurence
He hooked and; we both watched.
"Time has passed; things have changed."
Boss moving side to side: "Think Bigger"
"No landline, cubicle, fixed table with pictures
All must go in the air, " he mentions we observe.
Soon it is my birthday; sixty-eight
Retired, retarded, everyone in my age
These clouds and changes, office-less
Blasphemy to peers; sound like craze
In my mind I return to school with atom
Nucleus, orbiting electrons
First in line but later in cloud
Fifty to sixty years, so much change?
Evolution, Charles Darwin...?
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