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February Poetry Sample

Animism at the Office

The vacillating office chair

with the broken wheel,


with a piqued ego.


now I’m self-identifying

with a piece of furniture.

The door becomes the revolutionary,

sacrificing itself to complete the wall.

The windows grow bars

as the lamp begins to mock me,

calling me the caged office queen.

A bastard princess if anything.

There are no selfdoms left in this world

for royalty like me.

So I shove on the clothes

and sit at the desk

where the overhead fluorescents

gain their light

by syphoning off my essence;

where waiting is the key to success.

So I use scotch tape

to mend my porcelain pride

as I wait

for my soul to become anesthetized.