The blue lanyard is at the bottom of the bag

by Adrian · 10/02/2026
Published 10/02/2026 17:42

The blue lanyard is at the bottom of the bag,

its magnetic strip probably dead and dull.

I saw a man through the window today

sitting where I used to keep the tape.


He was leaning back, talking to the air,

his coffee mug sitting on my old stains.

The company is a ghost that replaced me

before the box even hit the floor.


That rainy Tuesday, the cardboard gave out.

The bottom went soft and the paperclips

spilled into the oily water of the gutter,

bright silver teeth biting nothing at all.

#corporate alienation #material decay #urban loneliness

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