Chop chop, paper chop
Slicing up papers all day lengthy,
Human shredder,
Apocalyptic header,
Worrying all day long,
Self stimulation, to
Mitigate agitation,
And quell the existential dread
Of getting not anything meaningful
To do do do…
Dangling in mid-air
In a adorable residence that’s
At the verge of falling aside
By no means completed together with her work,
Never achieved, buckets
And buckets, slosh-de-slosh
Reducing papers until the stop of time
Cutting mail,
And ceaselessly shine.
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