Today...

...I feel a bit of me is missing.
a hollow in my chest where a chunk should be.

maybe the caffeine is taking its toll.
maybe not.

there is the essay whose word count creeps up only ever so slowly.
there is the paper that remains void of all but titles.

there is the employee whose job it is to pretend, but who is not a good pretender.
there is the question mark and the disappointment it can bring only via technology.

maybe the caffeine is taking its toll.
maybe.