Workplace Poetry

“I am going…” by T.M. Camp

I am going

To rip my

Fucking ears

From my head

And drive to

The radio station

To fling them

Bloody and ragged

Into the face

Of the D.J.

If I have to

Listen to

That

Fucking

Song

One more time.

(Inspired by a brief Instant Messaging conversation with Tracy about the current rotation of pop songs on the office internet radio feed this morning.)