Fine.

Talking

just to hear yourself

speak

Fervent scowls line these wal—

Agh!

Will you

ever listen to me?

Nonsense, useless it is

not

Much like your hollow stare,

fixed yet furrowed

I, too, can be

a lot.

Pitter, patter

fists clenched underneath the table.

Much to your dismay,

my voice — actually does matter.

Racing, pacing with indignation

could all be avoided

with simple, I don’t know

communication?

Another eye

inevitably rolls.

Formalities

impeding our constant flow.

Cheerful compliance

all suspiciously part

of the elaborate corporate show.

Yes, no, maybe so.

But it pains me

to simply “Do as I’m told!”

Fervent scowls serrating my skin.

Fine.

Fine.

FINE!

It’s only a matter of time,

until we meet again.