My Office Poem by David DeSantis

Here I sit
swiveling around
a gray seated throne
in office precision

Just look at this cube
sturdy like oak
dangerous to hit it
without a prescription

And oh this computer
a shining light screen
like the shining light screen
of a kings fire castle

With these mighty blue speakers
plastic and shorted
and a watt of sound
like a thunderous trumpet

These headphones nearby
to call all the women
and at 50+ years
their much more like wine

With thumbtacks and pencils
and erasures for erasing
I'm like a mighty warrior
fortified in arms

A phone for the dialing
and 3 digit extensions
I can call with the speed
of a steed at a track

With 3 mugs for coffee
one being for dunkin'
my selection is finer
than jewels on a crown

And my cube buddy 'Bob'
who dresses each day
with a tie from the finest
of Kauffman's new lore'

With all of these things
in this kingdom of mine
Is it a wonder that I
find swiveling contentment?



Copyright (C) David DeSantis