Poem of the day #79

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Will it make them better, one year later, to return
To new Jersey and work at Bank United?
Not really, she thinks, walking up and down
The hallowed corners. It’s just a lot of fun
To hang around all day at the teller’s window
You meet the teller, you talk with the teller,
You do the 200ATP (all bottom), and you drink
Coke, but it’s kind of fun, she thinks, her head
Above the water, the humming fan behind,
The snow-peaks of the buildings surrounding her…