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Click hereI wanted her officially,
to snap the circles
and break every conduct rule.
Right there, tight then.
To grab her in the routine,
just walking down
the dust grey everyday
office corridor boredom.
Conservative attire
so blatantly unable to hide
pinnacle pleasures
just one peel away.
No stealth cliché routine
of muffled fast fuck
against the Xerox
after hours,
leaving ass-prints in the tray
for tomorrow's
guessing game rumours.
But slammed,
right there, right then,
like a post-it note
on the painted plaster wall,
a pinned up pro memoria
penetrated by me,
but wide open
for anyone
to read.
As we write our own
resignation notes
on that wall,
in sweat imprints,
skin fragments,
pulled hair,
and a song of
wanton wailing
against another wall
of bypassing colleagues
stunned silence...
...before signing it all
sincerely,
in our comined essences,
and walk off
as something more
than urban legends.
I don't usually comment on things but this was really a terrific piece. Awesome job.
must make copies, must make copies. Sorry, suddenly feel a need to reproduce. Great stuff!
I have shunned office jobs all my life, I tell ya dont get sex like that in my garden, unfortunately, but Im up for making some changes... :) this rocks Liar, hehe, way to go
As I had written to you previously, there would be a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the Xerox Room should you be working with me! *wink
Great poetry, Liar...I understand where you are coming come with this one...there is someone in my office who is the "object of my affection" and this truly hit home!