Thursday, December 08, 2011
Magpie 94 / Poem: LUNCH
Lunch
Clock ticking
1800 seconds and ticking
rows of busy heads
bobbing and chewing
throats likes snakes
swallowing a rabbit
whole-
chatter
to a minimum-
like they each have some place
to go-
they do
half an hour for lunch
the the rest of their eight hour day
it's robotic-
circuitous each day
the same each day
the same
Michael A. Wells
Magpie 94
* photo credit - Lunch, George Tooker, 1964, Columbus Museum of Art
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2 comments:
You've captured the mood of the prompt beautifully...
You captured the monotony perfectly...
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