Group & Think
A man who sits by me in the office
-won't shut up.
All day long he is gabbing
about all the trips he has taken,
all the problems he has solved.
On occasion he leaves his desk,
-not often,
and ends up in the office of a boss
next to my cube prison.
-Talking.
It is gossip about people they have in common.
He doesn't have a nose.
He tried to blow it off
in a botched suicide attempt,
or so people around me talking have said.
Fuckers.
I went to ask my boss
if I am suppose to get any work done.
She is not at her desk, off to a verbal presentation.
I just sit and stare at the wall.
At least I am not talking.
Mark David Jordan, 2010
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