Thank you for emailing
at nine thirty-four last night
with seven exclamation marks.
And thank you
for not waiting until the morning
or – heaven forfend! – business hours.
It was a pleasure
to tuck myself in last night
to your melodious verse.
And, by the way, thank you also
for copying my boss.
I am sure he went to sleep
with a smile on his face
and will want to share
all those good feelings
first thing this morning
And I would be remiss not to mention
how uplifting this was for my staff.
You really know how to motivate —
they told me just yesterday —
so I know perfectly well
they will be waiting by my office door
as I walk in
(my absolute favorite way to start a day),
bursting with textual exegesis of your email!
Terms like ‘so very concerned’
and ’questionable competence’ —
quoteth you the Immortal Bard?
What a glorious day
you have begun for me!
Thank you — no really —
We all have a thorn in our side at the office, no? What is surprising to me is how I respond when my ’thorn’ calls a five alarm fire. My blood pressure shoots up and I cannot sleep.
Alas, not exactly Yeats today. I actually have a rule about not using poetry to deal with this stuff. But I hope the poem is at least a little entertaining. It certainly felt good to get it off my chest!
Jennifer G. Knoblock said:
Thank goodness that poets have an alternative to violence!!!!!!!
Indeed. Though this is the first poem that I truthfully wanted to survive forever as a living testiment of this ‘thorn’s’ obnoxiousness. That says som kinda some sad things about me. 🙂
Jamie Dedes said:
A healthy way to get rid of the angst. 🙂 Sorry this happened to you. Sigh.