Geek Angst Poetry.

My {office,home} is

{overflowing,drowning,brimming} in a

{sea,ocean,river,torrent} of {disused,rejected,ancient} {computers,monitors,printers}.

It dreams of {rest,death,collapse}

There is no love.

They are cast off, from a {corporate,greedy} world.

Rejected.

Torn.

Alone.