Since five years

My spouse had her share

Of feeling helpless

Dealing with officialdom

At county offices.

This Tuesday the office

Was closed

Due to a pleasure tour

For the aged

About a hundred people

On a trip to a cultural spot

Compliments of the major.

Guess it would have been

Neither for me

Nor my spouse.

So the next day

Wednesday.

I went to the social offices

Got off on a bad foot with

Mrs T

However.

The bureaucratic business

Done

I apologized for my tested

Impatience

But plainly directed toward

The system

Not the people working there.

My spouse was the diplomat

This time

The rebel still in me.

‘One day you’ll be on an island

In the Med’, she said.

The sole place for you!’

Indeed.

ISLAND.DNALSI

zoltanzelan

ZJG-POetry’19.