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I sat there in the wooden office chair My boss sits across from me A dark wooden desk sits between us Outside the window The buzzing of drones serving the queen Thoughtlessly focused on their tasks My boss snaps me back Another warning on my “productivity” Maybe this time I’ll shape up Bees leave to find flowers But they are never far from the hive They are shackled with a purpose to the whole I sit in my car just before leaving for home My wrists and neck stiff from another day's worth of tasks I’ll be back here tomorrow And the next day
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Jul 12, 2022
Jul 12, 2022 at 11:09 PM UTC
Drone
I sat there in the wooden office chair My boss sits across from me A dark wooden desk sits between us Outside the window The buzzing of drones serving the queen Thoughtlessly focused on their tasks My boss snaps me back Another warning on my “productivity” Maybe this time I’ll shape up Bees leave to find flowers But they are never far from the hive They are shackled with a purpose to the whole I sit in my car just before leaving for home My wrists and neck stiff from another day's worth of tasks I’ll be back here tomorrow And the next day
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Jul 12, 2022
Jul 12, 2022 at 11:09 PM UTC
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