I got a new job. Somehow it’s still tangentially related to customer service despite finally escaping the “on the ground” part of the industry. I am now a corporate slave. I attend meetings. I read spreadsheets. I make small talk with my coworkers. I have a cube that I have the option to decorate but sha’n’t because having a personality (whatever remains) is embarrassing. In addition, I also have a new ADHD diagnosis, so some things are making more sense, lately. Enjoy some new haiku, inspired by my new square, capitalist prison of greyish, joyless monotony and sweet, sweet silence. At least this job lets me wear headphones.
Uncertainty here
Like antelope and lions
Hello my name is…
Suspicious doe eyes
Searching for blood flecked across
Teeth bared in greeting
Beady crowlike eyes
Glance sideways at such fresh meat
Potential carcass
Really, small faux pas
Butterfly to hurricane
Should be feared the most
My cage has no door
My wings can carry me home but
I still need to eat
These square little walls
Have square little ears so I
Don’t breathe too loudly
Boredom is Cubic
Rubix of daydreams begets
Rhombic perspective
Why am I here, man?
Give me projects, goddammit
I’m hired to sit
Idle hands and mind
Beget no motivation
And online shopping
Smiling little chats
That never quite reach our eyes
Straw people, straw world
Clicking keys signal
I’m working, even though I
Write haiku instead
Frankly, I agree
Murder haiku was better
Than this sad bullshit
Just give it time now
I’m sure before long, again
I’ll write of murder
