How can I disconnect from a network
of memories stretching across a cubicle,
enclosing time like a fossil buried in one's brain?
In the age of cable-less or wireless,
is it by tapping a smartphone's screen
to cut the signal off, as if cutting an umbilical cord?
On my own now, disconnected,
access-less, after unloading what is left
from the task list on the digital note pad.
I transferred all the remnants and pieces
of thoughts stored in the secure drawer
of my mind to my long-term memory.
I believe in compliance, in integrity,
in office decorum, just like the sign
'clean as you go' as I exit the glass door
into the world of ‘them’ and ‘me’.
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