Neverlasting
yesterday
it was a
blustery
day as in
the pooh
books
the wind
had blown
in leaves
even as
far in to the
second lobby
nature an
croaching
making
custodians
cringe
but i
felt
comfort
realizing
someday
this place
would
succumb
so upon
entering
the doors
of purgatory
for work for
some it's still
a waiting
ground for
but for
others
it has become
hell so hello
has turned
into hell
no
but at least for me
there isn't any
shouting or
chanting
about
four
more
years
i'm done
in less then
one
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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