Desks Poem by James Dylan

Desks desks desks
My whole life nothing but desks
Primary school
High school
Work
I’m sick of being stuck at a desk
The desks in school
Two joined together
Hoping you don’t get seated
Next to a nerd
Even when you get to choose
Who you will sit next to
You end up getting separated
For talking too much in class
Then comes the office
A line of desks
No choice where you will be seated
The desks are more roomier than school
The chair is more comfortable
The people are more annoying
Phone calls all day
Stupid conversations
That’s why I hate you desks
Damn you desks
No joy ever had
Being seated at a desk
Feeling stuck
The feeling is still the same
School or work
I wait for one sound
Hearing the bell
Freedom
Its time to go home