Friday, September 30, 2005

Trapped :)

Poem?

Cube

The space enclosing us
Is about 12 by ten feet,
Where you hear plastic clicking
Against one another
With the speed of horses racing,
While spectators buzz on top
Their pedestal
......as another one speaks
"Hello Sir may I have your account number?"
And another,
Having different voices in a
Monotone theme

EL

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