Office Work Poem by David DeSantis

Office Work

Rating: 4.8


Work, work, work..

sitting effort,
on a chair
empty screen,
emotive stare

Work, work, work...

slunched shoulders,
side by side
warming ocean,
stolen pride,

Work, work, work...

hey man,
you man,
ant-field flys
pergatory,
promotion,
pitch-fork eyes.

Work, work, work...

college loving,
take me back,
drunk lace orgy,
primrose sack

Work, work, work...

day dream,
day stare,
simple soul.
Drop your complexity
and know,
your,
role.



Copyright (c) David DeSantis

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Campbell 03 April 2008

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

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Vonda Overlie 03 April 2008

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

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Onelia Avelar 30 April 2008

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

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R H 28 April 2008

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

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Chuck Audette 22 April 2008

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

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Flora Gillingham 10 April 2008

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

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David Harris 07 April 2008

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

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