Wind Down

Holes in my schedule
I melted to gooey glop
Tomorrow I think

Collapse with TV

Yes, tv is bad
But after working all day
It’s nice to just watch

Escaped

We both walked away
From a network festering
With malicious air

Performance Calibration

It used to be war
Data bullets aimed at names
This year, it was math

Day of Rest

My Sunday stood still
It did not chase me around
It let me saunter

Puzzle Finish Line

Not enough pieces
Is what we were thinking but
They fell into place

Friday handcuffs

The company locked
All the seconds of my day
Then locked time tracking

Endless Work

Work clung to my leg
It grabbed my thoughts through the phone
I swatted but lost

Jumbled Day

I bounce through the day
No control of where I land
I brace for impact

Puzzles

Such pride in finding
Puzzle pieces that connect
I scrounge for others