Fake cat

Elf disguised as a cat comes into the apartment. I don't let on that I know.

Conflict resolved

Elf and I go into the closet.
Only I come out.

Rod McKuen style

What is my Co-Worker Doing in these Stressful Times?

Do I hear you weeping
in your cubicle?
Or are you doing something
I can't mention in a poem?

If the former,
condolences.
If the latter,
I will leave you alone
for now,
sweet office-mate.

In the Style of Walt Whitman

The wistful organization puts fostering a gentle ennui
at the top of the agenda. Everyone commits themselves
to doing a little less and being a little bit sadder--
An action plan is created after much discussion;
It passes down through the organization from section head
to manager to employee.
Each takes the message to heart. I watch the team player
tearing up at his desk. I watch as his officemates
console him with embraces and kind wishes.

One-on-One

You are the invisible and all-mighty
bester of many including Lucifer,
and I can hear your unseen sneakers moving
and sense the dribbled ball moving by--a blur.
Then swish. Then swish. Then swish.

Yet, I will play you again, Lord.