Humor/Satire / Give Up the Funk

Subsonic subterfuge, electic eccentric,

desktop mindflop, stuck in seclusion.

Lopsided cubicle is closing in,

there's not enough office space.

Novacaine dreams distort my tps reports,

not dead enough to care.

Focused on imaginary numbers,

these drones stay for security.

The computer screen, a moxie vampire.

My pen, the infinite fountainhead.

I look up James Brown on the internet and learn how to do the Mashed Potatoe. I P-diddy dance out of my cubicle to the thunderous Parliament Funkadelic tune emanating from  the weird box these spectaters worship and immediately I am shot with a tazer; so much for  unadultererated havoc .

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June 28, 2009

Matthewtuckey

REVIEW QUALITY: 100.0%(1 vote ) personal info reviewer stats

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Matthewtuckey reviewed Version 1 - Read 100% of the Item

“electic”? eclectic or electric?

I can relate to “not dead enough to care”- I do a pretty tedious office job that I feel too “alive” for.

I don’t get the “drones” line…? Or why your cubicle was “lopsided”.

“spectators”- spellcheck.

Just youtubed “Parliament funkadelic”. Good stuff. Never heard it before.

You could say “I Google James Brown” if you wan to shorten and jargonise it further.

I think you put a couple of unneeded spaces in as well- just typos. Otherwise, a good little story I can relate to as a white collar slave.

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