Labor Relations TEXT: Labor Relations
Amidst my solitary parade
and pointless vacuum
with hue of fluorescent beams,
I observe masterful coup of
employer/employee relations;
no need for negotiations
nor contract to apply, no coffee breaks,
sick days or not-so-sick nights,
medical, dental, mental and all
that can and would-be fringe benefits
with lots and lots of overtime;
holidays all ways, in every way
and Sundays at a premium.
As I sit in failure's punchbowl-
a spectacle to myself-I scope out
the day girl from across the bar;
she ogles and gropes the man whom
I recognize to be her boss,
now ascending to nirvana of balding,
potbellied, middle aged, refuge of denial.
She proceeds to mount him like a
rabid steed, beginning the mating ritual
in a frenetic dance of dry humps
in pantomimed pumpations;
"Yes, you will get a raise!"
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