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And so we sit,

All attentive and respectfully

Face to face

In fairy circle mode.

Awash in each others’ droning monologues.

Eyes wide open,

We politely doze,

Despite occasional flashes of dialogue

That emerge and recede

Like gloworms in the dark

Abys of unrequited expectations.

So like all those other meetings

Where groups of folk can meet

And decide that nothing can be done.

But hey! The food supply is great,

There’s promise of drinks to come,

And it’s a break from the

Usual computer bound non-lunch.

Burying our opinions

In happily full stomachs,

We mentally go to another place...

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