Office Job
a supervisor led me to a cubicle
gave me a thick folder of numbers
i was told to enter
one column of figures
into another folder
and so on
I asked co-workers
what were we doing
and to what purpose
they all turned away
confused by my question
after a few weeks I ran out of numbers
i sought the supervisor
for guidance
she just kept repeating
is there a problem
is there a problem
is there a problem
i will never forget the look of fear
on her face
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2021
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