We Were Colleagues

We were a 15-storey building.
We were elbows on a printer.
We were break time code words.

We were a chaotic tea house,
microwaved eggs, hungover Capri Suns,
deleted and re-written emails.

We were city farm pigs at lunchtime,
confused chickens, the awkward squeak
of a bird food dispenser.

We were secret thoughts.
We were open smiles.
We were a proposal
outside an empty alpaca pen.