Against the Office

The restrictions of the office do provide one small joy,

The occasional evasion of those strictures,

And in the aftermath of the violation, walking around

Without anyone being able to name what your secret sin is

It’s one of the few things that can make you smile

While passing around these desks

And leaning in and out against the walls to make space

For people who pass you without looking first

How little they all suspect, how they do not know the truth

Walking right in front of them escapes their notice,

You will appear normal to them despite

All that is hiding in the dark recesses on your shadow

Do they have any sense of your crimes against the office?

No, because you’ve learned to cover your tracks

Washing with lavender after masturbating

And eating cloves of garlic after drinking beers at lunch