my mind is in stupor
and im feeling numb
staring hard at my monitor
moving mouse in erratic motion
oh, pretensions of intense work
expirations of neural network
calibrated deception
of no particular intension
the clock is in slow motion
stomach in troubled regurgitation
the sun is standing still
and humid air inducing indolence
somewhere in this room
an eager-beaver monitor tapper
walk the distance, needs attention
seeks importance, soaked in petulance
and i'm choking from my humor
the air is toxic and fetid
memo flies fast past us, the vicissitudes
element of surprise, demise, inevitable
