Wednesday

Suits Me Not

I don't like the idea
of wearing a suit
of wearing a tie
The motley crew
of the business world
of the power world
A homogeneous approach
to work culture
to corporate mantra.

Suits are unimaginative
Oh the drudgery!
It sums up pure drawl
the sort glossy pages
of a recruitment brochure
will sell you in plethora.

Suits remind me of clerks:
paper-pushing,
pencil-eating,
photocopying,
mail sorting,
ad hoc clerking
and of boring accountants.

I want to quit the suit
grow my hair
go unshaven for days,
weeks on end
or months, liberating
my ruffled nature,
at ease with proto-success,
to write poems in Havana.

kobial, 27 . ix . 06

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Great poetry! really enjoyed this and 'commensurable love'. Keep at it.

Andrew (In Dhaka, but Welsh) www.morristhepen.net

3:02 PM  
Blogger Lulu said...

Just discovered your blog through your comment on mine. You write so well! Look forward to your posts.

10:28 PM  
Blogger marinashumi said...

how 70's of you..

7:35 PM  

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