11:37

My feelings aren't commerically popular 

I'm an outcast like that 

If I feel sad, the entire room is sad

The flies on the floor to the moths on high ceilings share my sorrow

My ear cleaning isn't ordinary 

I'm wasteful like that

I need to be thorough, ear pillar to ear post must be ploughed 

I take 3 q-tips whereas the members of this home take 1

And for the tenth time this month I come back to my desk and it's 11:37 again