Angelica Tao Poet Free verse

I Used To

I used to work.
I sat at a desk and wondered how my house is doing.
At 10:00, I played with a pen.
The sounds of staplers.
Paper being printed.
Beautiful plants that sit in the corner.
That seem to shrink with time.
But never die.

I used to be able to work.
I loved that job.
I loved sitting in the parking lot crying.
The bell on the front door waking me up.
Cookies in the break room.
So good.

I used to:
Do laundry
Clean up the kitchen
Take a walk outside

She walks through the door.
She lets me sleep, even when I’m awake and shaking.
I used to work.
She believes me sometimes.

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