why the hell am i still at work? poetry i hate cliches but the sunset set this hallway aflame that ethereal wavelength soaking in the freshly waxed floors. Share this: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
shouldn’t you be grading papers or something?
great observation. i esp like lines 3-5
enjoying it rc
i think the title sums up my feelings pretty well at this point.