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I’m your regular, average, not very exciting,
College educated, cubicle dwelling nobody:
But not really.
In actuality, I’m a not so regular, above average,
Fairly exciting person with an over active imagination,
Full with imagery of, well, stuff…
And I continue to find a living in this corporate world,
That suits me,
But really doesn’t.
Maybe I suit it, with my big words and manipulation of them.
So I try to make more money in new and more
Fitting, but still corporate environs.
And I sit in the meetings with my pressed shirt, my
Matching tie and cuff links
And I think to myself that no one there,
No one will ever understand what goes on in my head.
And damn, I thought my phone was on vibrate,
But it wasn’t and now everyone is staring at me.
I scurry to turn it off and silence the strange song that is my ringer
And I look at the man sitting behind me.
He didn’t mind my phone and its wailing.
He just nods knowingly and says,
La Boheme.