I remember shuffling
papers
at the office.
the big desk.
the drawers full of files.
so much ink.
so much stress.
the boss poking his head in
to see
if things were going right.
I had no clue. it was like
taking coal
out of a mountain.
ground hog day every day.
the clock couldn't move
fast enough.
how many cups of coffee
can one man
drink in a day?
is it Friday yet?
are you going to happy hour
too?
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