Molly and Thomas

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Molly and Thomas

Apropos of very little,
Prompted by the need for a historical, declarative, emergency statement in the event of my capture,
My mind builds a vignette
Molly and Thomas.
A grey tabby lady with a calm demeanor and a thin tail,
A grey tabby boy with a white chest and long whiskers.
Sitting next to me on an ugly brown couch, Dad’s favorite.
We’re watching “A League of their Own.”
I get so frustrated at the end I slapped my hand down and sent Molly skittering.
My mother scolds me for my temper.
I wonder – will this mise en scène be so clear when the camouflaged men stand over me and ask me authentication questions?
“What were the names of your cats in 1990?”
Will I remember that raggedy brown couch?
Will I feel that tuft of white fur?
Or will I simply stutter out in fear their names like anchor points
Holding my mind down in chaos?
The crystalline historical certainty of Molly and Thomas,
Reaching through time to verify me as their human.

Human Resources Haikus

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Human Resources Haikus

I am the nexus
For all communication
How may I help you?

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It’s not difficult.
You just don’t like doing things
When you’re supposed to.

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Nourishing crisis
Requires careful avoidance
Of crucial phone calls.

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Did you read your mail?
I sent emails about this.
You read them, don’t you?

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Yes, mandatory.
No, I won’t take notes for you.
I’m hanging up now.

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Human resources
Is a careful blending of
Zen and aggression