a chair in the corner sits
waiting to be occupied
smells of oil based paint
filter through the room,
the visitor arrives, looking
at the corner chair, wondering
why it is empty... and why
there is no one else around,
light drifts into the room
from the skylight above,
rain had been there before
but the sun came out...
the chair moves closer to
the visitor unexpectedly,
causing him to sit down,
grabbing the arm rests
to stabilize... bells from
the outside ring loud and
clearly announcing the
end of work as we know
it today, but there will be
no bell tomorrow as no
work is available and the
reason for his arrival and
the need to sit in the chair.
November 6, 2023
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