an unrehearsed universe

Monday

dueling telephone conversations
(one-sided as they often are)
hard to ignore and painful to listen to
(with his honey this and her township that)
with no effort made to modulate tone or topic
to the dictates of a communal space

the burr-whiz whine of the fax machine
in grating musical accompaniment 
to the click-clack of keyboard keys
and the thud-crash of file folders
(dusty and crumbling with age)
hitting a desk already buried
under the weight of its siblings