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Working From Home

A Poem

By Priyanka ChandiPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
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Working From Home
Photo by Carles Rabada on Unsplash

8am

The tower’s tall today.

Pieces of information lay

Ready, to be digested.

10am

I’ve plodded along the pile.

My mind’s inhaled every word, every file

Fully. My patience is slowly being tested.

12noon

The pile won’t seem to end.

It looms at me; it taunts, it bends

My will. I’m no longer invested.

3pm

I’m trapped in a cage

Of a neverending prison of pages

That torment me. My home feels infested.

5pm

Finally! I power through.

Now, the pile’s been reduced to a few

Measly shreds. I’m feeling calm, collected…

Until tomorrow.

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