Life/Less Comments

Vacant expressions, shallow superficial talk, obsessions with the pettiness of work. Is there nothing behind that glare wishing to express, no part desiring something greater? How is it possible to live in eternal lockdown, lobotomised by the folly of perception?

Know this man, a company man, business and pleasure. He talks of work though no one cares, fails to perceive the boredom in their stares.
I wonder, does he care? Is conversation to him merely a functional neccessity, an appendage of his ignorance? Can he be converted to sense or is he forever lost, cast adrift, bereft?
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