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.
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ZJG-POetry’19.