Poetry

Corporate Costs

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


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