my life as a bureaucrat

This is the first poem from my collection, “loopwork – my life as a bureaucrat.” The short collection of eight poems can be found on my Poetry page.  The poem was written long ago, but it seems appropriate today, which is so dark and dreary here.

lake view

still-life boats
silenced
against their will
moored
in a gray mist
where
the point at which
fog
meets water
is
obscure

◊◊◊

all colors are
muted
shoreline trees a darker
green
parched park grass a lighter
straw
lawyers in striped suits
drabber
even than usual
no
variation

◊◊◊

i wait for the water
cycle
to fulfill its
promise
and watch in stifled
surprise
as everyone accepts the
emptiness
matter-of-factly
without
protest

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