'Tis the Season

For My Kind of Re-Gifting

This year's homemade cheer
smartens up my cubicle
with Wordsworth indeed.

The Time Flew, But ...

I Did What I Had To Do, Not What I Wanted

Working hard all day
leaves me with little time to
ponder my escape.

What's Sanity Got to Do With It?

Perfect for Mondays and My Alto: Nam-Myoho-Renge-Kyo

Tina Turner knows
this tenet illuminates
the workings of life.

The Starting Point.

Merging Towards the Exit Strategy

To "Do What You Are"
seems like the simplest concept.
Hope I can find out.

This 'ku Is Brought to You By ...

The Church of Amos Lee

Somethin's gotta give -
more I strive, less I'm alive ...
Oh, I need a plan.

Ooops On Side My Head!

Clashes with My Glasses

Frames block my side sight.
Periphery's gone. Not good.
Can't see who sneaks up.

Mundane Thoughts Brought To You By ...

Monday

Job hatred rampant.
Menial grunt work endless.
Wish I could just quit.

I dunno. Dot. Dot. Dot.

I've Nothing Good To Say Today So ...

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This Is How I Felt Regarding the 5pm Hour-Long Conference Call

Tell Me Lies, Tell Me Sweet Little Lies

Leaders who placate
waste good time, which is money

pontificating.

I Had Gone the Entire Morning Without Cussing ...

... and Then This Guy Shows Up, But Won't Shut Up

There he stands, straddled
talking bombastically
invading silence.

The Wall

Monday's Causes of Death

Sat down. System down.
Meeting drones. Copier jams.
Work is done. Now what?

Nita in Wonderland

Reckon I'll Just Daydream Instead

Oh how hours loom
when a new week starts. Time slinks
ever so slowly.

Today: Con -

Confusion rampant;
conundrums unfurl at work.
Condescension? Bunk.

Tongue Bitten for Tongue Bitchin'.

Today: Pro-

Profanity reigns!
Probably 'cause I failed to
protest what is true.

Spazzed

We Got to Pray Just to Make It Today

Today feels wasted
already. Before it ends
I pray to endure.

I'm No Helen of Troy

Up the Creek. No Paddle. Hole in Boat.

Bump Helen of Troy,
'though her face launched all those ships.
Mine, it launches shi*s!

Degree of Difficulty?

La-La-La-Label

Monday. Might as well
go with the ol' mundane flow
and label shiz. Whoop.

Conversation 'ku

Looking at It This Way

Think about it. I'm
trapped in at least two boxes.
The cubby. The mind.

Fo' Shizzle

Twizzlin'

A new work week dawns.
I swivel in my desk chair
careless from the start.

Monday, Monday ...

Monday, Can You Be Trusted?

A new week begins
with a seemingly fresh mood
how long can this last?