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from Tropic/of/CubicleRoderick MacleanA wall is a wall is a ceiling is a floor is a stapler is a mouse is a phone is a desk is a chair now sit down shut up and get to work is a saying is a series of sounds is a lesson I apparently Needed to learn otherwise I wouldn't have said my cube is not my cube is not my cube is not my cube of 4 weeks ago 4 floors ago 4 sweating coffee-lipped Org Chart-climbing no response to every- day email man- Agers ago When I memor- ized hour By hour usage of my XY Handicap Bathroom Stall When I wasn't looking for girl W/clipboard and red pen Are those her pink lips on a PayDay bar Chocolate crumbs Fingers smear- ing over my little corner of a middle Of nowhere and scribbling me somewhere else No But it might have been So tonight I'll be the last to leave Tomorrow the first to arrive Guarding my box from blond Cube Chart Pirates of my nightmares Roderick Maclean Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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