Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Help!
Thursday, February 18, 2010
.....aarrrgghhh....
God help me....she laughs like a horse every night....just when the day's work is winding down and one's body can finally reclaim it's harried spirit...then she laughs...a sound between a the rusty twang of a month old tin can and a horse's neigh....
She is not amusing at all but people smile at her antics...me? I cringe...cringe...cringe....... Some even call her darling...sweetheart...
I call her...just by name...or her....
Her voice...it doesn't create chills in me...instead, it makes me boil and seethe....
All because she seems to fit the role of the office ninny....
...........can I just walk over there and staple her mouth shut?
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
When Words Cannot Suffice
I sing odes to you
Though you'll never hear
How my lips pine for your taste
How my body longs for your breath .
A mystery you are to me
When you wanted me
When I ran wanton and free.
But now that you caught me in your gilded cage,
What song must I sing
To make you dream of me again?
The slightest graze of your fingers
Burn me endlessly.
Your gaze strip me unbearably
My heart you had taken completely.
Now I shiver in this palace you built me
Walls of glass, my couches draped with silk.
Though the hearth burns with the bluest flames
You have yet to favor me
With a complete minute
Of you and I
Alone.
I need to have a crash course with labor code
Can I bitch again?
How long should I be working? I work two to eleven pm with one hour dinner break. But I have to stay for ten more minutes for additional announcements. I am not getting paid for that and I don't see the point why I have to wait when we are online for the whole damned shift so as to minimize yelling over the cubicles for messages. But I report to the office for 'extra' AM classes (which I am indeed paid extra for but is obliged to take more AM classes from 8am to 12nn if my sched for this period is not filled up.)
Now the bigwigs want me to report to work at 1pm every monday (it wasn't stipulated in the contract that I signed) for company meetings. My sup calls it "bonding time". The OM said its just briefing. I know I just want the seat nearest the door.
Friday, February 5, 2010
'Twas No Virgin
‘Twas no virgin that snared this hart
Not with golden chains around its neck
But by enticing words that fell like pearls
That spilled and rolled against my icy heart.
Dear hunter, must you be
A lover or a ruthless master to me?
What fires scorched my spirit
That you now buried in the fathoms of your soul
Guarded by your nightmares that rendered you wild
Fierce and shocking are you
That in your embrace I seek both
Solace and escape.
Your seemingly delicate, pale hands
Skilled in holding a blade as well as giving amorous caress.
But this tenderness I have yet to taste.
For you withhold your kindness
As you tamed the beast in me
Sowing desires that brings devastation my senses.
teach me....break me....love me....
You sought me not but I was cleverly caught...
You seemed an angel that night.
You drive me to despair and woo me with the ease
that would have made Casanova proud.
You know me so well.... My deepest desires...
the very temptations that I swore to oblivion
You personified...
You brought to life my blackened heart
and took it where it should be...
purified and blazing still
in the ocean of your soul...
Though I beg for sweet release...
I pray that you never let me go....