Monotonous
written by: Ken Tomaro
I am a small gray square on the tiled wall of the men’s bathroom. Sandwiched between several other small gray squares. I am not chipped or faded, worn or brittle, only gray like all the other tiles. The office gossip sticks to me like a fine, mildewed haze. I groan at their outdated jokes. Stare into the eyes of other lost souls. I am just gray and gray is uneventful, boring, stifling, stodgy, sterile, stuffy, pallid, ponderous, plodding, unnoticed, underwhelming, underlying, unspectacular. I’ll never understand why so many people like the color gray.
Ken Tomaro is a writer living in Cleveland Ohio whose work reflects everyday life with depression. His poetry has appeared in several online and print journals and explores the common themes we all experience in life. Sometimes blunt, often dark but always grounded in reality.
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