WHAT I LEARNED IN I.D.
A chair
can't stare.
It doesn't care.
Sit with me it cannot whisper.
It may have arms
And cushioned charms
But no embraces.
It's just a tool
A human foil
Set dressing for the human form.
You take your ass
and place its mass
upon a board.
It's just a bridge
on which you sit
to span the time
you work, or loll
or wait for someone.
(so you can tell I wasn't too excited about my Industrial Design degree....right school, wrong department. I don't regret a minute though, for so many reasons.)
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1 comment:
This is fantastic. And so completely how I feel about those 4 years.
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