DEATH BY CUBICLE
Dead map city of fallen decay the days
Are only numbers to the misinformed
The spectators looking towards some
Elysium but the buildings are made of Stone
And glass but
Somewhere there must be sanctuary
There must be love
There is none
And then just
A few short
©R.M. Engelhardt all rights reserved
R.M. Engelhardt is a poet/author who over the last 20 years has been published in such journals as Thunder Sandwich, Sure! The Charles Bukowski Newsletter, Writers’ Resist, Dry Land Lit, Hobo Camp Review, The Rye Whiskey Review & in many others.
He currently lives and writes in Upstate NY where he runs an open mic for poetry called The Troy Poetry Mission.