F- Crippled

Crippled

he walked through the plain white hallway
said many hellos and good mornings
entered the three walled structure he called home
eight hours a day
five days a week
sat on the grey office chair
stared at the screen
like a drug entering his bloodstream through his eyes
zoning him out into complacency
as his bank account filled with money
like a bathtub filling with water