Microsoft Teams Hell
They’ve taken the phone away
& finally installed Teams, Chat
& videoconferencing, file storage
& application integration a life
bowed into a trig point etheric
& mine are made of cables
& eyes that get internal
alone on the scale of management
a stone in your mouth from an
maintained box you must keep
going on the care password is stamp call
& this information is most important
but does not reflect the actual duration of protection
or approval to untruth of tearing on & out
the chemical resistance in of the workplace is
HAHSAHSHASHDHASHD
the floor which is the place force breaks onto
4 metre alacrity wireless scanner
are to be embraced
but to maintain all starred inventory levels
& all failing components,
as a fist closes to work
esprit de corps
this is mission critical,, the causative connection is discretion
& the rewards system tangle up
inside a head, strike in nonverbal cues
to the meeting of looking &
the frequency of glances
& patterns of fixation,
&&&
as in pupil dilation, blink rate
teeth which hang-up in gurgles
to slither out from, beneath or down
or to shut through crawling
envelopes walls & the notyetwindows
are unmonitored fingers, that nail you
from which wishes ungrant a brow of worksong
Inside from out the Veolia bin lures
our said things are meaningful but
more to become stolen time or in bloodthick
fiated evasions, as if madrigals brigged
like blockades
you love what you do
remembering the floors
have absolutely no cracks
where a sinkhole increases daily
touching to pass the history of dispassion
under mercury vapour light
greenish white over the Centre Management Office
peeled out the arachinards of the body
from silver poisoned breathe the words
a Brief Job Stress Questionnaire
I hash for life
under brambles churn up bike chains,
hammers, beautiful wires,
people, shoes & in afterglow stilled
with this loot to ban in the welfare room
of no hope your body
in sickness presence
is turned up ctrl alt del
a path model n.b
this variable
is explained in the Results Section:
‘arrows with solid lines represent
the statistically significant paths,
and broken lines to show
the nonsignificant paths.’
in failed colours no kindred place
behind gates ramified lanyard
grows skin to concrete
in sore spots developing
antipathies to life working
constitutive company directives
are imperative to this scattergraph
here fading through
mute phone my union rep
sing Josh Grobin’s incarnation
of You Raise Me Up
a Hymn shared, gave thanks
There For You
in declined hardship
to bitten toxics
the daily motions repeated
on business premises
touch in on alacrity wireless scanner
around the intimate nerve
the caseworker who triaged you
as a priority stage 3,
at the end of night
Hymn went away
&
Bloodfiled fingertips
the scattergraphs biff to company flag
weaning into a stranded call
as one totality one massive high-quality,
loyal, fun, goal-orientated
finality at the break of day
refrained to ask
What are you glued to today?
the outside clamor tells me
you can grow concrete,
if you try as I break under the line
that was mine in breath
struck your sad dead jingo rat
now are you stuck? inside
a glue thin eternity
awakening at the brimming
growth of a New Town
via an undeveloped country lane
grown bigger & brighter between
trees & shrubbery
the songbird stilled inside
desperately where lugfails v-shaped
Société Anonyme hived-off starbursts
as tetches leaking into pigeon-holes
doorframes some unison
branch & intumescent names
sit in chairs sealed persons
carpeted to bossed chains under communiqués
are anti-fending life
as the immediate Hymn goes away
