Job Perks
Furtive, I would slip away
any poor excuse
would do, make my way
across the lawn
into building twenty-two
Secretive and circuitous
I took an odd and winding
route... While bustling
they had no time
to wonder what
I was about
Far removed from
fluorescent gleam
conveyor belts and
machinery-
a soft-lit, silent
posh retreat
damask-lined walls
with greenery
Oddly placed
within the building
inconvenient
(so they said)
a glorious refuge
for an introvert
a quiet space to
clear my head
Oh, the job had
the usual “benefits”
health, vision, and 401K
and that was all just
fine and dandy
great and A-okay...
We even had
our own mini fridge
to store our food
as bitter drama
had ensued over
brown-bag bandits
(in days past)
We even had our very own
stereo to blast
And the HR lady
gave me the run-down
my first day
all the benefits
and perks
but I must say...
she left one out-
No doubt, the loveliest
perk of all
was that elegant
public restroom
in PR, (so fancy
without stalls)
hands-down the very best
job “benefit” of all!
___
Memories of my old job... where, evidently, a fancy restroom was the highlight of my career! ;D
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
