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: Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email 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.