A familiar place with old memories Renewed Sounds of aircraft break the white noise of traffic Clear reminders of my actual location My mind is elsewhere Deep inside the creative, thought lost after recent experiences Sirens break my focus The clouds refuse the sun passage to the ground The difference in mindset is startling The tree limbs sway in the soft breeze The storm approaches I find myself in a peaceful state A new sensation as of late The sign reads “Emergency Exit” I’m actually safer inside, with maybe one exception It may not look it, but I am happy…

The building groans as water passes through the aging pipes The abandoned conference rooms mind their own business The white noise competes for attention as it breathes through the space A maze of hallways and corridors boggle even the sharpest mind Printers come alive, spitting out reports The machines, always on, always ready for battle The uneven melody of speech comforts the fearful The sparse human population remains