I imagined them glued to
their computer screens as
my disembodied voice filled
their empty minds with fantastical
ideas, the most wondrous theories,
salves to the tedium of their inner
lives; instead they probably read
the latest issue of Newsweek, Cosmo
or The New York Times,
looking up occasionally at
the clock and wondering when
they might politely sign off
without anyone particularly
noticing.
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