sticky cold sweat
coats hairy back skin
as the garage sale fan blows –
droplets of water continuously collect
in the corner of agonizing eyes
while the relentless ticking
of the wall clock
beats rhythmically –
press board paneling bows
under duress from years of nail pounding
and decorative wall hangings –
flickering fluorescents
hidden behind translucent ridged plastic  
sends mutated shadows
dancing across dust-covered paperwork –
squeaking roller chair
with one stuck wheel
scoots every inch of the five feet
linoleum flooring, off-white marble
as I desperately search
for form 35-wr121 –