A blur of endless pixels
rush past, prolonging each dull thud
upon my semi conscious mind.
rattling fingers play out on keys,
spiders legs along the hairs on my neck.
tick another fleeting objective off the soon forgotten list
as week brings new week, making more weak.
coffee sits in empty hollows, swelling.
all haste and speed
bed and sleep and wake and train and sit and look and type and sit and check and smile and pretend you care and sit and look and type and sit and train and bed and sleep.
a blur of endless pixels
drilling incessantly at the endless hollow expanse of pointless, wasted time.