#01

Mindless,
Mundane,
hapless, wait,
a line- a queue
for a lousy nutcase
a grouchy douche-bag
to scribble his ugly name
on the now-damp sheet held-
clenched forever in my clasp.
The gleaming edge of his desk
teasing, slowly approaches near.
And just when you are the next to-be
That schmuck smirks waves his fat hands
and calls on a tea-break.

Chaitanya Dorwat

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