David DeSantis (01/29/85 / Utica, NY)

I was about to dedicate a poem to the office work, but you already did it in your unique eloquent manner

A train of thought that escapes the confines of the office before being briefly halted by a burst of 'work work work' - the repitition of which contrasts with the superb imagery of the daydreams that interject the monotony. 'pitch fork eyes' - is just one image that leapt from the page. So glad I escaped office life when I did! A superb write David. j x

and now you've found the secret to staying sane; poetry on the sly! -c

Only 40 years to go! But at least it will soon be the weekend! Nice poem.

F

David, do I know what you mean. It can be a bit soul destroying at times and you wish you were somewhere else. Top marks and thanks for reminding me my friend.
David

I love your thought patterns... you mkae me think deep! Glorious!

the repetition is a great idea. dull and bleh. love the last bit.