Post by kingpacino on Mar 15, 2010 9:06:50 GMT -5
I'd like to workshop the following poem. Any thoughts are welcome.
Salaryman
I
Stolid, standing, dark dressed,
Sweating Salaryman squashed to a poll
In a train
followed by
square bright white fluorescent life sentence.
Desk driving deep down for dollars or drachmas or yen,
Or yards of silent tears and sweat screaming
From a black box
for seated closed eyed golden statue
Past an eternal circuit board city
Connected by handheld communicators.
ESCAPE SALARYMAN!
II
Lava heated stone pool
smelling of spice and tea,
While water drips down rocks,
And a naked silent man sits close eyed
Breathing bought air of a thousand wasted hours,
And another joins.
Then another.
Then another until a thousand flesh bodies squeeze into water,
And the stone feels skinlike,
And the spice – sweat,
And he leaves for home.
ESCAPE SALARYMAN!
Salaryman
I
Stolid, standing, dark dressed,
Sweating Salaryman squashed to a poll
In a train
followed by
square bright white fluorescent life sentence.
Desk driving deep down for dollars or drachmas or yen,
Or yards of silent tears and sweat screaming
From a black box
for seated closed eyed golden statue
Past an eternal circuit board city
Connected by handheld communicators.
ESCAPE SALARYMAN!
II
Lava heated stone pool
smelling of spice and tea,
While water drips down rocks,
And a naked silent man sits close eyed
Breathing bought air of a thousand wasted hours,
And another joins.
Then another.
Then another until a thousand flesh bodies squeeze into water,
And the stone feels skinlike,
And the spice – sweat,
And he leaves for home.
ESCAPE SALARYMAN!