Office

This is a poem I wrote in my second month while I was busy working (or rather chilling out!) in my office during my PSII(internship, for the uninitiated). As always, open to your interpretations!!

The wind from the AC
Chills my bones.
I shiver a bit.
In the pin-drop silence
that prevails
I can only hear
The sound of typing
on the keyboards
and my own breath.
Sweatless brows deepen
As minds slog on
Frown on the face
And worry in the heart
The mechanical beast, the corporate
Marches towards its Goal.