Ode to a Colleague (BHM Poetry)

ashblonde · 05-15-2006, 07:34 PM

Ode to a Colleague

I barge into the conference room
Last on arrival
Traffic again, but this time the unfamiliar variety
New roads, new building, new faces
No, same old faces
The sycophants round the cauldron
Lean and mean
Dressed to impress, themselves

“Glad to be here”
I lie
Drones
Then my eyes hit a wall
A Big, Fat, Wall
He’s not one of them
But I must seem like them
God, don’t I ever…
Please don’t think I’m one of them

He stands up
My body freezes
My blood is carbonating
His mass stuns me
He struts around the room
Words, amazing words from his lips
He’s a force, a brain
Hungry, yet so well fed
Hard nosed, yet soft chinned
A Man among boys
A King among slaves

His button down shirt is transformed into a tunic
Gushing over strained cincture
Substantial limbs
Florescent lighting glints a halo over his black gelled hair
Jiggling as he cuts a line in the mohawk carpet
Wasn’t Zeus hefty too?
Or was that Dionysus?
I plead temporary drunkenness

He shifts in his chair, another quiver
Can they see my pink face?
Did he just catch me staring?
Can he sense the control he has over my autonomic function?
I scream out inside
If only, for a moment, a split second, I could have access
Unfettered
Would he like the extra consideration to his extra-extra large?

We shake hands
“Nice to meet you”
Poker faces
Only the heat of my hand can expose me now
I’m just a nymph in Cynthia Rowley
A muted siren
Lying at the feet of Odysseus
Yes, Odysseus, that must be who he is

“Flight attendants prepare for landing”
Echos in my head for the fifth time in two days
My eyes close
His fat fingers unbutton my silk blouse
I grab his flesh
So much to hold
So much to hang on to
He presses against me
I’m lost
Surrounded
Flying
Intensity
Louder
LOUDER
BAM!
The wheels hit the runway

zonker · 05-16-2006, 06:46 AM

Mmmmm, loved it. Thanks for the poetry...

05-15-2006, 07:34 PM	#1
ashblonde Busy writing Join Date: May 2006 Posts: 125	Ode to a Colleague (BHM Poetry) Ode to a Colleague I barge into the conference room Last on arrival Traffic again, but this time the unfamiliar variety New roads, new building, new faces No, same old faces The sycophants round the cauldron Lean and mean Dressed to impress, themselves “Glad to be here” I lie Drones Then my eyes hit a wall A Big, Fat, Wall He’s not one of them But I must seem like them God, don’t I ever… Please don’t think I’m one of them He stands up My body freezes My blood is carbonating His mass stuns me He struts around the room Words, amazing words from his lips He’s a force, a brain Hungry, yet so well fed Hard nosed, yet soft chinned A Man among boys A King among slaves His button down shirt is transformed into a tunic Gushing over strained cincture Substantial limbs Florescent lighting glints a halo over his black gelled hair Jiggling as he cuts a line in the mohawk carpet Wasn’t Zeus hefty too? Or was that Dionysus? I plead temporary drunkenness He shifts in his chair, another quiver Can they see my pink face? Did he just catch me staring? Can he sense the control he has over my autonomic function? I scream out inside If only, for a moment, a split second, I could have access Unfettered Would he like the extra consideration to his extra-extra large? We shake hands “Nice to meet you” Poker faces Only the heat of my hand can expose me now I’m just a nymph in Cynthia Rowley A muted siren Lying at the feet of Odysseus Yes, Odysseus, that must be who he is “Flight attendants prepare for landing” Echos in my head for the fifth time in two days My eyes close His fat fingers unbutton my silk blouse I grab his flesh So much to hold So much to hang on to He presses against me I’m lost Surrounded Flying Intensity Louder LOUDER BAM! The wheels hit the runway

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05-16-2006, 06:46 AM	#2
zonker Senior Member Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: The land that I come from is called the Midwest.... Posts: 393	Mmmmm, loved it. Thanks for the poetry...