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poetry by j matthew waters

office pools and telephone lines


they sat inside shadow boxes
listening to the telephone ring
sharing desires and dreams
up and down the tufted line

someone on the other end
complained profusely
to someone who pretended to care
all the while launching sharpened
pencils into the glass ceiling

one of them strolled from station
to station with palm wide open
collecting dollar bills and stuffing
them into a groundless folgers can

come monday morning
they would do it all over again
listening to the telephone ring
and explaining what they’d do
with their fair share


august two thousand sixteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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13 thoughts on “office pools and telephone lines

  1. Guess that’s life…unless…

  2. Noisy desperation instead.

  3. so sadly relatable “someone on the other end
    complained profusely
    to someone who pretended to care”

  4. Really shows how much people want to want and hope to hope. Very vivid poem!

  5. Hi John, this is so vivid and relatable. Great poem!

  6. Now I wonder who needs most help when calling the help-desk.

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