
if only
i could rustle up
some laughter
convolute this ghastly unease
just caught sight of myself in a mirror
i look like ingrid bergman in 'notorious'
with that lacteal pallor
grabbing onto a banister
about to convulse
dear god, dont tell me that bastard
has poisoned me to hasten my demise
or spiked my drinks
i do feel a little dizzy
could be too many vodkas
or having to dance with mitch
from the advertising dept

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Ahha, we did both channel Hitchcock - love your take esp. " having to dance with mitch from the advertising dept"
ReplyDeleteThis is fabulous like a scene from a movie
ReplyDeleteVery clever, a delightful visual poem.
ReplyDeleteFun poem especially Mitch and Ingrid!
ReplyDeleteLove the use of 'dance' in the management context. Well penned sarcasm.
ReplyDeleteha! you could have embedded a video. thanks for making me smile
ReplyDeleteVodka or having to dance with Mitch (but he seem to know every dance steps).. maybe a little bit of both.. There are good reasons for never having office parties really...
ReplyDeleteThis is a delight to read and made me smile! Awesome!
ReplyDeleteThank heavens office parties are a thing of the past!
ReplyDeleteVery fun!
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