Fred's Desk

Written by: James Rasmusson

Seven Post-its,
a constellation not unlike the Big Dipper
guide travelers through a deskscape
of escarpments and promontories.

Out beyond the half eaten sandwich
dotting the horizon
are The Spires of Mountain Dew,
monuments of deadlines never met.

Rumor has it that beneath
a sedimentary strata of folders
and never-read reports
are Fed-X artifacts
and a 1990 desk calendar.

Four Post-its,
yellow green fuchsia and pink
like Burma Shave placards,
line the bookcase less traveled.

“Fix car”
“Pay bills”
“Workout”
“Orlando”

In a screen-saver sky
biplanes aimlessly fly
back and forth
back and forth
back and forth.