Three Sides OF it All

Three Sides OF it All

Staring at the yellow screen,

Cadie you are too old.

Around me a sea of strangers

I am but a floater,

Leave I will eventually.

But now ,

I see,

I hope,

The walls of my cubical are melting

Faster than quick sand, it is leaving.

The trees that are growing beneath my feet are rising.

The sun has resin and will never set.

This is my new world,

My Office Space.

I spent eternity looking at the hour glass,

It is all melting away

But I am serviving.

Living with the office gnomes, it is nice

But the forest gnomes are much

Much more colorful.

I will escape to where

I belong

In the Freedom of my mind.