All of my so-called colleagues are full-time blocked,
Their status proudly carols  - how busy they are!
They're cold desked now attending all day meetings,
Thralled indivisibly to colleagues both here and far.

After my last quiet demotion, I am again solitary,
My questions unanswered lost to fading twilight,
I'm now a false guidance to wanderers unseen,
My answers once recorded now lost in the circled penlight.

Now that I'm invisible now - there's no more echoed 
replies, no more attempts at hopeful phone calls.
I'm now muted snuffed out from their teams and chat.
My thousands of emails receiving no reply.

And I so I sign off, words whispered in the dark,
Now faded, absorbed, folded into the corporate black.