From the collection And Don’t Come Back, 2021.
It’s a Tangled Ball of Twine
leave right away
call this number
drop everything
oh look there she is
write it down in order
you need I could have
a cancellation
a deposit returned
the answering machine shrieks
you knew that’s who:
working here is like
being the ball in the can of spray paint
I can’t think straight
I can’t even think crooked
I quit no I don’t
yes I do
I’m fired?
What?
I’m not fired?
Maybe I’m fired? What?
5/8/20
Hehehe!! I can so relate!!
I love the way the staccato rhythm of the poem helps support the frenetic thoughts of the narrator.
Yes, I think I was being true to how my mind works in these situations!