Worth more than gold, SIGN
HERE post-it flags line my screen
like a lion’s mane.
The library shelf
says ‘take a book, give a book’.
Here, books go to die.
*
The sign says don’t leave
your dishes in the sink. Some
times I do. Rebel.
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All around me, shades
of grey, brown, beige. Bright dishes,
clothes shatter the dull.
*
What is that bright light?
Fluorescence? Could it be sun
light? Making me squint.
Evidence of lunch
eaten at my desk most days:
crumbs in the keyboard.
*
Type. Send email. Type.
Check Twitter. Sip. Send email.
Type. Check Twitter. Sip.
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Sometimes I get paid
too much. Sometimes I don’t get
paid enough. Balance.
*
She passes my desk.
Stomps like an elephant. Just
like my husband does.
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Every time I hear
whispering through cubicles,
think it’s about me.
(PS – DISCLAIMER: I do actually love my daytime-paid-outside-the-home-job, and I won’t normally talk about it on here. These are merely human observations, nothing to associate with one particular workplace.)
March 22nd 2010 at 2:43 pm
LOL. Excellent.
March 22nd 2010 at 9:06 pm
Awesome. I just love it!
March 22nd 2010 at 9:20 pm
More! More! More! My office might be pink and white, but there are universal truths here girl!
August 5th 2010 at 2:25 pm
I particularly like the Type, Send email, Type. Clever use of repetition.
I try to think of office haiku as following a form of two lines of observation followed by some sort epiphany, which tends to follow the more traditional Japanese nature haiku.