Monday, 19 December 2016

The Office Diva

She’s the diva in the corner.
First of all you have to warm her
up before you place your media
into the appropriate feeder.
She clicks and clunks and hums and whirrs
and pouts and tutts and flutters her
eyelashes and repairs her makeup
before she even deigns to take up
the offering that you have placed
into the designated space.
There follows a robotic dance
as levers rotate and advance
and trays dip up and down until
the whole assembly stands quite still.

You wait there with your hand stretched out.

The paper suddenly shoots out
then flicks back in just as you reach
to take It. As you curse the thief   
it extricates a perfect copy
and smugly drops it in the hopper.

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