old poem #1
Posted on | October 20, 2009 | No Comments
“Please Pardon Our Appearance While Remodeling”
okay
the building that I work at is a tough scene for me
it’s four floors of lawyers
three floors of insurance people
and way too many conversations
about the weather
for me to feel like it’s worth hiding the hangover
unlike the rest of them.
the building i work at is building a new set of back stairs
and I’m temping there for the lawyers
they occupy the top four floors
because the farther you are from
the door the more important you are
so they say.
some of them actually wear bowties
and you can imagine the secretaries
yeah
there’s going to be a big golden sphere there
that’s corporate art for you.
the wood planks and the trucks and the construction are beautiful
but still there’s that sign
i see it.
But if they haven’t fired me now, they won’t ever.
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