“Relax” said the nightman

These four walls are closing in
Each day further encroaching
On my personal space
This place is Hotel California-esque
In a manner quite grotesque
Distorted reflections through the glass
We blithely continue playing this farce
I think people are tunneling under the desks
Escaping their cubicle – quite obsessed
Others, like me, are too depressed
We’ve given up fighting and are far too stressed
If you have a comment on my campaign
Put your 10 cents in the jar and move away

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