at my desk

Image is of vintage plastic reindeer in a basket in Retrospect Vintage on South Street circa 2019.

Slow sound, air freshener, 
And a faulty tool box.

I have too much
In my drawers;

Some carving wood,
My whittler,

My endless cords and knots.

The proverbs 
Are launching me 
Through the winter months, into spring,
And around again.

The manila is a nice shade of
Blah blah blah.

Another check slapped 
Onto the pseudo granite,

Tickets ripped in half 
In that fading yellow
With the grays and creams.

A photograph of faster days and nights leans against the wall,
A wasting away of precious time.

The old man on the marble steps says, “Do something!”
Crumples up his newspaper and walks away.