Starched white walls of impending doom
Stripped bare from anything sane
Memos from weeks ago line every inch
Affixed by tape with curled edges
On the desk lies a single mug
Stained by coffee an age past
A single dark ring lay underneith
It will be darker tomorrow
The monitor was left on all night
A blue window stares a vacant gaze
"Please enter your Username and Password"
Flickers occasionally on the screen
Numerous papers can be heard shuffling
A phone rings a monotinous tone
Footsteps drag along stiff carpet
There is a continious buzz of the ceiling fan
Eight Fifty an hour, a half an hour lunch
A box of doughnuts in the breakroom
And you can only think of the window
Across the room, wondering whats outside
Author notes
This poem was created for an interesting contest with the prompt "I want you to be left behind those empty walls! I taught you to see from behind those empty walls! From behind those empty walls! The walls!" -- A line from the song "Empty Walls" by Serj Tankian
A contest entry
- Dr. Cube's Mind Challenge #2 by The Cube.
1000 points, ended December 7, 2007, 6 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Very nicely done. I love the approach to the world of life inside the office cubicle. Great work and good luck to you.
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Welcome to AllPoetry
G'Day mate
♥
I am in love with this write.
I felt like I was watching a silent black and white movie that was showing me so many thoughts and emotions.
Fantastic!
Best of luck to you in the contest
Enjoy AllPoetry
Stay safe
~AJ
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