On Holidays at the Office

Empty cubicles,
dark hallways, locked offices.
My keyboard echoes.

I answer the phones,
and swear next year, I will save
some vacation days.

Back to the airport grind

Alarm clock failure!
Hurry, fight traffic, rush through
security lines.

Next week up early;
No crowds, no cars - it's a breeze.
Hurry up and wait.

On heartbreak

Crying once again.
I know I'm better off now,
but tell my heart that.

In which waiting for a reaction is discussed.

Skype says she's online
And yet, she does not respond.
Alas, I miss her.

For some reason Skype does a poor job of notifying people when they've been messaged sometimes, and I feel rude just video-calling someone without first establishing a hello via simple text. . .so there are these weird, extended pauses before Skype conversations while I wait for people to notice that I've sent them a Skype IM.

JUST LET US DO OUR JOBS ALREADY.

Hurry up and wait:
the motto of the Air Force.
we just spin our wheels.

7 A.M. start time.
Might be on the jet at noon.
this is some bullshit.

dear big metal bird
stop breaking, you selfish bitch
we have work to do.