A Messy Incumbent

Sitting in the open plan office I try to keep my mess to a

minimum: with five extra garments against the cold and

a pair of warm shoes that I had to strip off as the office

heats up, with my permanent fixture office jersey, the

blue jersey I wore this morning, sleeveless camp top

My big black man’s jacket, extra pants and socks &

plastic bags in which I brought cold water and lunch;

my work station is starting to look like pig sty, it really

feels like home from home, every time I put my plastic

doll away, I go into shock, thus doll house theme stays

My pink blanket and story books and dictionaries, if only

it was possible to keep it all neat; my bright red new chair

cleaned from crumbs glowing like a lighthouse,  the illegal

fare of pies causing me to glow from inside also, everything  

conspires to mark me a messy incumbent today…


[I must confess that my mind is just as messy if not even 
worse, so the messy presentation is an excellent illustration 
and enactment of the total confusion and disorder in my head]