Untethered I sit here,
At my worplace in July,
Languid and adrift,
Inertia engulfed me--
Though I yearned to do something fruitful.
Apathetic workplace
Enervated me.
The sun climbed high,
Yet my heart refused to rise.
The hours dissolved into quiet emptiness.
The afternoon too passed like an unwritten page.
Yes, am an Asst Prof,
Caught in a monotony
Too deep for words--
Too heavy to escape.
-- Sai Varenya
22/07/2026
10.24 am
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