All week I’ve been met
by a cold icy stare
words left unspoken
hang in the air.
Like icicles forming
on a cold winter’s day
the bitterness about you
gets in the way.
No sign of thawing
you seem quite content
ice covered and chilled
firm in dissent.
Do not be fooled
by the stillness you see
here in Siberia
I still will be me.
09/19/13 Deb Correia

At some point we will all come across the person at work who would rather sit in their misery projecting passive/aggression behaviors instead of communicating.  This negativity only breeds toxicity. Move on…


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