Grasshopper Spit
My supervisor is Hannibal ugly today.
Must be tired from jumping through hoops.
on bony knees.
Trying to please the unpleasable.
Being constantly squeezed
just to climb a rung less ladder
of cackle and clack,
Everything is out of its being.
brown- acidic,
I'll do "it" a favor and stay out of its way.
Slide on home at the end of this hard day.
Wash his grasshopper spit from my soul.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2012
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