I’ve become drunk on the ordinary
Blacked out in these crusted booths
Never catching- the extraordinary
Then becoming sober again
Complaining how it never comes
And life is a bore
And I cant take much more
Of the madness and manipulation
-Threatening to turn me blank or something
Same task same routine
Then I decided to stay awake
Only to discover the golden snowflakes
Imprinted in his unique smile
And how! He makes me tingle
Is this the fortune that I’ve missed?
Daydreaming of dimples
Life’s beat is when I choose it
To create instead of destroying
And yeah this cubicle is mocking
But really
I’m grateful just to have a job

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