English Office

English Office

A Poem by C Peril

You want some kind of meaning; 
your thoughts transparent
As you look out the window
and see children, playing
rivers, running 
Trees, blowing in the breeze
and litter, wild with the wind

Everything is going somewhere...
except from you, in the stale
little office 
With the same old air, thick
with dying dreams
Coffee/tea, drink it up,
sip it up

Enduring for endurance sake,
stiff English, upper lip
Don't tremor, shake or break
Don't indicate, your dis.
satisfaction
Stay safe, wrap up
Woolen scarf, so tight 
your desires don't escape

© 2018 C Peril


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C Peril
C Peril

GY, Humberside, United Kingdom



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