Drone Cubical Thoughts

My eyes are glazed over like krispy krèmes. How long can one person stare at the same screen? My feet are limb like a long air plane ride. How long can one person sit idly by? My ears like potatoes, mash, all the sounds together How long can one person listen as the noise gets duller and duller? My fingers repeatedly work like an assemble line. How long can one person type the same thing waiting for the stop sign? My mind is full of gloomy clouds in the sky. How long can one person sit here and mentally die? My life is just passing me by as if toothpaste out of the tube. How long can one person site in this cube?