While at Work (but off the clock) IV

A person nearby

Likes ketchup on their meatloaf.

Lamentations of software error;

soft objections to loud, abusive, and

disembodied voices; speculation and laughter;

keyboard chatter,

It all surrounds me, yet,

I see nothing

Am only hit by sound, as

Head up and forward, eyes unblinking (or at least it feels that way)

I traverse miles of cells, eons of columns, legions of data

offering my own small noises

to the symphony around me


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