office imprisonment

monday. and work.
traffic mumbles in the background
appending some tintinnabulations to evans’ tritone
which makes my already prolonged 1pm afternoon thought
even longer, heavier to a state where
mind voluntarily gives up its lucidity
and somewhat willingly reduces the world to
a wall of half-shaded windows,
two monitors, two surrealities,
a cup of lukewarm twinnings cranberry tea
whose sole meaning of existence is to [...]