Best Cubical Poems

Here I am, rotting in a place they call bliss
Soaked in an emptiness
To see reality did things as it pleased

Here I am, stroking my messiness
Fettered in additional story
Soaked in an emptiness

My brain is hurricane, but no, it's not about history
As I close my eyes, commotion...

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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...

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Broken, dark, alone.
Confined in cubical prison.
All expression has been sucked away, 
leaving a hollow shell.

As hunger starts to take over,
your given table scraps.
Only to prolong the suffering,
to slowly wither away.

In the beginning you scramble about,
searching for inevitable failure.
Barred, boxed in forever,
no means of departure allowed.

Slowly...

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Well managed cubical piece
Rolling around on the floor
Looking like a perfect die
Landing on the One

Russell Sivey...

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