11.26.2013

The Product of Too Much Time in the Office

What
if
lonely
columns merged
with rows, cells above,
below, auto-sums filling up
previously empty space? Desks might
    implode with love.

#26 of 30 Poems In November to benefit Center for New Americans!
Posted by Marian at 3:26 PM
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5 comments:

  1. Mama ZenNovember 26, 2013 at 4:53 PM

    That's probably the only way that's gonna happen!

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  2. MarianNovember 26, 2013 at 9:45 PM

    Good thing the holiday's nearly here.

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  3. Sherry Blue SkyNovember 27, 2013 at 1:01 AM

    Ha! I want to read the poem you write after THAT happens. Cackle! LOVE the "implode with love" though my suspicion is it aint gonna happen. Sorry, kiddo. THANK GOD I am not chained to a desk any more - other than my own, where I work far too many hours of the day, hee hee. For free! ("Desk's Revenge")

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  4. Kerry O'ConnorNovember 27, 2013 at 8:47 AM

    Way to find the poetic in a spreadsheet!

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  5. MarianNovember 27, 2013 at 10:18 AM

    haha! i think i've written about spreadsheets before, actually. write what you know! argh. ARGH.

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