Friday, September 02, 2016
Crop Duster in our cube farm.
-Large man, gaseous?
-Small woman, deadly.
-Does she pretend important missions?
-Nothing but! Moving briskly to save the company!
-And in her wake?
-The usual rotten eggs aroma, infused with aged garlic.
-Plus a something dead. Small animal.
-And not recently.
-Is this...ethnic woman? The garlic?
-American as vicious gossip!
-God help her husband!
-Gagged to death!
-Can you take any preventative…?
-Surplus gas mask. Gulf War,
-But you can’t ...you’ll hurt her!
-We’re talking life or death here!
-Besides, she must walk...innocently also?
-Not the slight curl of lip then.
-Why are their warnings so subtle?
-Know that, know everything!