Poem: Human Resources

Can we abstract out what we do?
Can we abstract out your work?
All your work,
what if we wrap it up in brown paper
and tie it with a string,
write a word on the side with a Sharpie.
Can you then store this box in a vacuum,
out in the cold, for two years,
then cut the string, and unwrap it?
Will it sill be there?
Will it still be the same?
Will it be rotten?
Evaporated?
Radioactive?
Gone with a hole melted in the bottom of the floor?
Was it ever really in your box in the first place?