Riding the escalator up into the glass atrium after getting my morning coffee
I can see the first beginnings of the sunrise,
A backdrop for the brightly lit crane, already moving,
Building the next tall thing to bring more shade to the city.
At my desk there is a beauty in the silence;
No people, just the sound of the air intake system
And the hum of the flourescent lights
(Most of which haven't been turned on yet).
6:45 am is too damn early to be at the office.
4 comments:
writing poetry is an awesome way to feel better, and the fact that you are writing good poetry only sweetens the deal!
I so see a future in work haiku writing. Really.
:)
I really liked the way you captured that scene.
And yes, 6:45 is too damn early to be at the office.
Jim
Damn right it's too early. But creativity is always good.
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