Someone comes in
every
day
and walks into the
empty,
dark side of my office.
They do this
every morning,
and they stand there,
confused,
turning in slow circles,
on the
other
side of my desk.
“Hello?”
they call.
It is a new someone,
each time.
“Can I help you?”
I ask.
They seem
startled
by me
as though I have suddenly
appeared.
Theyexitquickly,
perhaps not having expected me,
and never return.
