Tapping robot
Topped up with fuel
Coffee flavoured lukewarm gruel.
Stiff neck tilting
At hieroglyphics
Long hours becoming exhaustingly prolific.
Wandering eyes
Examine open-planned prisons
Forming the base of an organisational prism.
Minimal breaks
Causing maximum pain
Top up with gruel to add more gain.
Tick-tock of the clock
A circular slave
Sounds the alarm to misbehave.
Plug in to the bar
Grease the wheels, oil the grind
Let the hardened screws unwind.
Home to tune out
Nuts and bottles rattle less
An opportunity finally to overcome the duress.
Switch off at the wall
Stop running hot
Tomorrow return to the tapping robot.
By Tiare Snow
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