Die Dienstreisenden mit Rollkoffer im Dialog / Business Travelers with Trolleys in Dialogue
#DaDa #OfficeOdyssey #TrolleyTerror #CorporateChaos #AbstractAudit Gedicht / Poem The wheel clicks on the marble floor of hell, A plastic box where hollow spirits dwell. They stand in lines of ink and primary sin, With ironed souls beneath a neon skin. Oh, restless ghosts of the quarterly report, Thy heavy luggage is a crumbling fort! A dialogue of zippers and of silent gears, Through terminal halls and existential fears. The handle rises like a sceptre made of lead, While colorful voids replace the weary head. Das Rädchen klickt auf Marmor, kalt und leer,
Die Dienstreisenden mit Rollkoffer im Dialog / Business Travelers with Trolleys in Dialogue
#DaDa #OfficeOdyssey #TrolleyTerror #CorporateChaos #AbstractAudit Gedicht / Poem The wheel clicks on the marble floor of hell, A plastic box where hollow spirits dwell. They stand in lines of ink and…
