A Poemdog

Dogs 2011

SATURDAY, I WRITE
(7/9/11)


business
has been
bad

one employee
already
gone

20%
of our
workforce

for
6 months
I have rededicated
my efforts
spending
every minute
of my 55
to 60 hours
in the office
focused upon
the many tasks
at hand

revenues
are still
flatlined

simple time
doesn't seem
to be
the answer

a creative
solution
must be
found

no better
way
to think along
new lines
than to get
some lines
down
myself

oh
I'll still
generate
the weekly
reports

still
clear
the computer
clutter
from the
system

still
reply
to the email
sent
by other maniacs
who work
the weekends

all the typical
Saturday
routine

but once
that's done
the madness
will spill
like shit
from a clogged
toilet

the clouds
of crap
will slowly
clear

and the light
of insanity
will shine
again
upon this mind
too long
indentured
with
the inane

stand back

I hear
the sewer
sucking
its own

back home

below