Swiveling chair
Clicking mouse
Clattering keyboard
Replaced by the steady glare at the monitor until it is naught but a blank stare,
a blank stare that begets a long pause
You wish could last forever with you lost in it;
Lost in your benevolent and untainted thoughts
Before the abrupt jolt out of your reverie
keeps you yearning for the luxury and solitude of your room…
Times flies and it’s almost the close of business
Yet, your table is in such a mess
On it, lies a pile of work undone
Tons that require your expert attention with little time left to tidy up
You don’t plan to work overtime
'Cause if you gambled that, you won’t make it in time to catch the bus
So you pack your bags and hurry down the stairs in time to catch the bus
Thinking of how to make up for the time lost all through your journey home
You can’t help the thought that taunts as it lingers.
Blaming you for leaving a pile of work undone
Reminding you that if and if only you had concerted for just a minute longer
You could have only left behind papers the cleaners can trash with a toss.
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