Trigger Warning
A Georgian facade is visible
from my punishment cubical.
Compliments to its former conscript
for coping so creatively.
Computer demon, aspirant I have
failed all particular peer reviews.
A warning from the management tribunal,
“Don’t run too late or even at all,
since you are a slack, slipping fact,”
& I thought walking so passe.
If I can not be seen contributing
to this very epitome of control,
how can I guiltlessly wander off
north nor prosper in its cold?