Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Day 57 - Scared Of Hand Dryers (poem)

SCARED OF HAND DRYERS

Well hello there,
Mr.Off The Rack Suit.  It's pressed,
but not tailored. so
you're not quite Willy Lohman
and you're not quite Gordon Gecko.
I'm sorry

that your upward slog
has been
interrupted by my son.  You see
the hand dryers in the bathroom scared him
and that's why he's covering his ears
and screaming.  You may

have forgotten what it's like
to be scared, but let me advise you
to put your fucking face
back in your phone before
I give you
a reason to get twitchy around
unassuming gingers.

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