You, name on the list
An entry among many
I'll be taking the risk
Of catching you surly
Do you love where you live?
Does your desk see a window?
Does every Friday bestow
Casual shirts, ties festive?
Did you imagine, years ago
Your dreams light, brain heavy
A face fresher, a sleek torso
Others, not you, were phoney
I tick you off, I made
My attempt to reach you
On that list you fade
Metaphorically
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