Tuesday, 6 September 2011

Polite Notice Blues

The low-level absurdity of quantum thoughtlessness,
Luridly displayed,
At the tea-point

Polite Notice:
Do not leave your dirty dishes or used cutlery in the sink.

(Another) Polite Notice:
To avoid blockages,
And flooding,
Please rinse your dishes before placing them in the dishwasher.

And here she comes,
The senior manager,
Gifting the floor (four) her honeysuckle bloated cadaver infusions,
Her muesli dregs gluey,
Bathing with toxic used tissues,
She catches my silent musing leakage harmonics:
"Something wrong?"
And my hyperbolic bottles it,
Something chronic.