One more day
has passed in the career of a
professional cubicle dweller
mildly relieved to be
working a four-day week
thanks to Good Friday.
Nothing extraordinary
happened today.
No life changing events,
to my knowledge.
Disregarding for a moment
the insistent meddling of
Jehovah’s Witnesses as a
traveling troupe,
I was glad to see that they
had been around today
while I was gone.
I came home with my
empty Tupperware lunch container,
which was now devoid of a
turkey and swiss on rye and
one apple sliced and found Jesus,
folded neatly in my door.
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