today I suddenly had to register myself
at the security counter before I could walk into my office,
and I had to indicate purpose of visit.
I put down "work".
What else could I come into work for?.
Would i come in to
eat drink and be merry,
catch up with friends who are also colleagues,
or perhaps to catch 40 winks at my desk?
Maybe i come in for a sense of worth
here I am, a working woman, I have an office to go to, I matter, I do,
Actually I believe I came in to discuss poetry.
Perhaps I was not told
I need not come
and so here I am
to eat, drink, socialise, nap, talk about poetry and matter.
You have a good day at work too, my friend!
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