I have to pee. Again.
With every ass I kiss it seems
my bladder shrinks
at this place.
I am click-clacking keyboard.
I am phone call on Line 2
managing macros
with an advantageous team spirit
soothing superiority complexes
while nursing an abyss of resentful integrity.
Most days I want be an Internet Explorer
and not respond,
shed this Outlook.
No wonder people flip,
just flip one day,
for absolutely "no reason".
It's because there is nothing easy
about easy listening.
I would do anything to get away
if even for a moment
so I pee.
A lot.
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