As the vast wasteland of The Afternoon
unfolds before me at The Office, I think of
the crowning ingenuity of Jim Halpert
Absurdity that finally makes sense now:
Jell-O fills desks as well as brainspace as well as time
here in the desolation of minutes
Marked only by snack breaks
of cheeps and stolen peeps at neighbor-pod cakes.
But hope glimmers in shared ghifs and giggles.