Monday Morning Nine AM

Life with all its
dirt and choices
stays outside the place
unless required. Quiet

and clean it remains,
with each corner polished.
She slips in here
every morning
to muffle the din.

All her movement
ties to her mind
and there are other knots,
leg and face and
uniform. She laughs

the intimate laugh
among those who think
they share common cause
but don't imagine
how easy betrayal would be.