26 SEP 00
CEO
If you are alone
And the others have left
Do your thoughts turn to me?
Do you get excited?
And play
With the rise
That makes your pants
Uncomfortable
Yet exciting
As you rub the coarse
Fabric over your head
Do you whip it out?
And finish yourself off
In the handkerchief
That is in your breast pocket
For times such as these
By
Calder Wolfe