jueves, 1 de marzo de 2007

Corporate I

The air is dead inside.
Even the watercooler
is going through an identity
crisis.

Do they make the lights so dim
on purpose?
Air herself gave notice a few days ago.
Monday she won't be here.
She was crucial for the project here.
I wonder,
what coworker will take its place?

Some of them fear
Air's role will be outsourced overseas.
No official confirmation, though.

It won't get any more stifling anyway.
I noticed the trees blossoming outside.
It seemed to me Air was strolling there,
in Oblivion Park Road.

Blessed Air.
She's free now.




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