I showed up late.
Ten minutes, to be exact.
The suit sucking wind by the microphone
may just be what Mary Shelley
was warning us about,
though I suspect this guy also frightens
A goatee in place of scars…
Hair plugs in place of neck bolts…
The Men’s Warehouse in place of fur and rags…
circle (BLAH BLAH)
square (BLAH BLAH BLAH)
the word “benefits” in magical friendly font
In between the words
I begin to feel Nauseous.
Sick, in fact.
So much, I wonder, “did he put on too much Brut?
Perhaps that tie combined with
my failing eyes
Is this a last lunge forward?
A deathbed gasp wrapped in A4 paper
and stamped 13 times
Did I actually hear the words “love” and “corporate”
in the same sentence?
Today, I’m just here
for a respite.
3 tri-fold pamphlets
that someone else
will have to clear from my desk
after I am gone.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Voluntary Benefits Market History: A PowerPoint Presentation in More Slides than I Care to Count
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