In the various technicolor masks
We slip on,
the performance of the office amphitheater
The real self for a flicker
Peeping through the various iterations
Of mental costumes,
Between meetings, small talk
The performance of the ‘face’
In front of the open office
Real work just about, happens
Inspite of the mask
Lean in, authenticity is feel good
Work life integration is (actually) work all through
The real self often wonders
Was it better to born as an AI chat bot?
Or
Is it possible to be the self again?
May be 4IR will download consciousness too, one day