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11 by 24

Eleven by Twenty-Four

All I can see is the bright screen ahead of me,

My eyes are burning,

My throats dry,

And I long for the taste of a fizzy lemon drink,

Perhaps coconut,

It's 2 in the afternoon and as I fumble around an empty space,

Littered with sound waves which resonate on these dirty white walls,

I can hear the sound of my neighbors Yorkies yapping yet no answer to the sound of their confused and utterly annoying calls,

And I am here...a paper bag of anxiety, containing a broken lighter and an empty carton of cigarettes,

I could probably dub myself lucky,

I can no longer fathom the reality of sitting in an uncomfortable chair,

Inside a fluorescent-lit office,

Breathing in cold, smelly air,

Waiting anxiously until the 30th to get paid a poor wage to spend on menial objects just to waddle around aimlessly until I find myself knocking on the door of "I'M BROKE!",

It's a vicious cycle of which I've eaten, slept, and bathed for three years,

The sole reason as to why I've hated my life,

So now I'm here,

Alone,

Happy,

Excited for what the future may present,

And anxious for what it may decide to take,

Either way,

I'll have something to type about,

Inside my eleven by twenty-four.

© 2019 Aiden Green

Comments

Zainub Davids on June 17, 2019:

Why do relate so much to this poem?! Everyone that is forced to earn a living and be in an environment that they don't particularly choose to be in can relate to this, it's written so vividly yet simple and not clutter to my mind. The tone of poem is perfected in the manner in which you expressed it. The feeling of boredom yet peace on an afternoon with just your thoughts to accompany you. I recognize all these feelings and thoughts that is so eloquently written and constructed. Great Job Aiden! Looking forward to many more of your wonderful poems.

Zainub on June 17, 2019:

Why do relate so much to this poem?! Everyone that is forced to earn a living and be in an environment that they don't particularly choose to be in can relate to this, it's written so vividly yet simple and not clutter to my mind. The tone of poem is perfected in the manner in which you expressed it. The feeling of boredom yet peace on an afternoon with just your thoughts to accompany you. I recognize all these feelings and thoughts that is so eloquently written and constructed. Great Job Aiden! Looking forward to many more of your wonderful poems.