Go to work in sweatpants, they are so lonely and long for your body.
When’s the last time you wore them? Show them the love they show you.
Don’t you remember the way they hug you,
the way they slip around your curves, the freedom they give
to stretch and grow. Put them on,
and slide back into your satin sheets.
Admit that you and everyone else in the world
have given morning people way too much power!
Call your boss Mike and say you will be late,
by several hours. Your only telling the truth,
those liars drown in their dress clothes,
clock in,
start breakfast
and stare at a computer screen
stealing company time just like every other liar,
but draw the line at sweatpants!
Call Mike, tell him
you are not how you are perceived.
Don’t dress up to show the world your shell, you are still in there,
you are always the same on the inside.
Beautiful, cautious and loving.
Don’t choke yourself with that tie.
Don’t straighten your hair for those who need type 1.
Life is full of curls,
our progress is made of endless
swirling lines stopping at split ends, where
choice is the only thing remaining.
So choose sweatpants!
Ignore the glowering look from Mike.
Mike smells like unfettered ass,
every day,
five days a week
and one day
his wife and kids will leave him
for the questionable
things he posts
on facebook.
And when that happens,
you better believe
he’ll come to work in sweatpants.
Because we all need to lick our wounds sometimes.
It’s a small luxury to love yourself for a day.
To be happy where you sit and
comfortable in your own skin,
is to be happy with who you are.
Be proud of who you are.
You are greater than societal norms,
office rules,
and hair texture.
You are so much greater
than you have ever believed.
-JAB
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