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Rated: E · Poetry · Regional · #1979550
A poem describing the grind of the daily commute.
A freeway of cubicles, desk chairs,
And fluorescent lighting would be better -
Jammed into metallic, gas-powered machines,
We explore new and uninviting ways
To amuse ourselves
During the sluggish and grinding daily commute.

Then, trying to relax and recover
From our day's unique and climactic struggles,
We trudge and crawl through the same
Cumbersome gridlock once again -
Which bears an exact resemblance
To yesterday's backlogged entourage
Of faithful, but screwy drivers.

Perhaps buses, trains, and carpools
Offer an effective and somewhat authoritative answer
To this nerve-wracking
Hustle and bustle. 

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