Envelope (an acrostic poem)

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Ever wonder what’s inside?

Not opening it, but imagining the contents.

Viewing it held up to the light to get a hint.

Everything telling you not to open it.

Laying it down on the desk you try to walk away

Only you can’t.

Pushing you to your breaking point until you give up and rip the seal

Everything changes in that moment.

Paper (an acrostic poem)

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Pushing a pile of it across her desk back in 2019

All she wanted was to bury her head and ignore the rest of it

Perhaps somehow find a wormhole in reality and fall in

Emerging in her house, free from any of those damn dead trees

Reality hit her during the pandemic.  Electrons were even worse than …

Crash (an acrostic poem)

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Clutter of electronics covered his desk like high tech lichen on a wooden rock

Reality bending miracles of the past now mere pieces and memories

And he kept contributing new relics to the collection

Swearing, he flicked the switch again, but

His computer still wasn’t booting, just more of the blue plague infecting his vision

Putter Clutter (a 100 word story)

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He looked at the clutter around him.  Neglected, half-finished dreams littered the desk, table, and sections of the floor.  At one point each project had held so much life and promise, but now they were on life support, or worse yet zombified corpses.  He wondered what was the best approach going forward.  Maybe he should just put everything away and pull out pieces when he was ready to resurrect them, but that would mean confronting his failures, and he wasn’t emotionally prepared to do that just yet.  Besides, he had a brand new idea, and he knew it would work.

Office (an acrostic poem)

 

Obviously moving out of his cubicle was kind of a big thing

Furniture could stay though.  Joe was moving on up.

Full boxes piled high, he snaked through the doorway

It felt good to put his stuff on top of his desk

Couldn’t keep the smile off his face when he was able to close the door

Even though this kingdom was small, it was his and only his

 

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Lame (an acrostic poem)

Limping into work, Liza felt crappy

As she got to her desk she got a call that she needed to go to HR

Manager there told her she was being let go because of an inappropriate joke

Eventually, she stumbled home, physically, mentally, and emotionally…

 

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Plain (an acrostic poem)

Pushing the paperwork across his desk

Larry knew he wasn’t the most exciting man

As a matter of fact, he preferred that he was so stable

It made his life nice and predictable

Now if he could just convince himself of that

 

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Clutter (an acrostic poem)

Counting the number of tchotchkes lying around his desk

Lee chuckled at his little army

Under his desk was at least another box or two of them

To think at one time they personalized his cubicle

That was before he was laid off this morning

Eventually he would have to find a place for them at home

Realizing he had no space for them there, he left them there as a grave marker

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