Cough.
Sit.
Squeeze and sneeze.
I turn
into a midget
in a jacket,
in a headset.
“Thank you for calling…
How may I help you?”
Cough.
Sip.
Sneeze and squeeze.
I turn
into a junkie
drinking coffee,
staring aloud.
“Thank you for calling…
How may I help you?”
Cough.
Swallow.
Squeeze and sneeze.
I turn
into a vampire
sucking wires,
with a smile.
“Thank you for calling…
How may I help you?”
Cough.
Spit.
Sneeze and squeeze.
I’m turning
asinine,
midnight to nine,
contemplating suicide.
“Thank you for calling…
How may I help you?”
Cough.
Speak.
Squeeze and sneeze.
I need to call
a 1-800 number
and find
myself.
