you aren’t understanding me
…and then we’ll sit at opposing ends of a fourteen-foot (mahogany?) table in some conference room that doesn’t exist and we’ll discuss the game plan, the strategy, the slogan/motto/brainwash and they’ll periodically bring us coffee and bagels and catered lunches.
We’ll scratch empty poetry on yellow legal pads, pretending to pay attention. ‘MEETING ADJOURNED’ I’ll scream every fourth hour and you’ll nod and frown and nod and point to stupid pie-charts and graphs that illustrate the impact of written words having absolutely nothing to do with everything on how I relate to the world.
De-analyze/don’t read too deep. The meaning has been transposed to more important elements.
