Still waiting in line
with no hope of getting in.
Metaphors abound.
we should have held hands
Where does the time go?
Time might well be wondering
the same about us.
fizzle, not boom
re: antisocial
It’s less like antimatter,
more like antifreeze.
done
End-of-week burnout.
Can’t imagine driving home,
or back here again.
welcome back to my desk
Some projects don’t die
no matter how many times
we might finish them.