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