Poetry

Corporate Casual by Ed Makowski

Does that work
standing behind women you desire
staring at the backs of their heads,
breathing?

Do you hear crickets
blinking in their eyes

Is it painful, praying mantis,
that no woman will decapitate you?

Isadora Duncan fulfilled her
auto-erotic asphyxiation
fantasy

I nicknamed a lesbian THE CONVERTIBLE
cuz whenever she got drunk
we fucked like angry locusts
swarming the Bastille

In Paris the architecture is stunted
because it’s founded on
garbage and grave sites

Why not marry the dead
their useless exercises
and build golf courses on cemetaries?

Do black men feel liberated
since Tiger Woods granted equal rights to
pastel polos and plaid?

once I had a real job,

and there was one black guy in our department
then a year later
another black guy got hired-

and I always wanted to ask the first black guy
if he felt like Jackie Robinson
breaking the color barrier of
computer programming, but
it never felt corporate casual

About the author:

When not throwing wrenches and swearing Ed Makowski writes poems then goes back to wrenching and swearing. He lives in Milwaukee, WI and races motorcycles on frozen lakes. Ed used to dress up as Eddie Kilowatt, but decided Makowski was a much flashier superhero name, given by his parents.

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