I. <br /> <br />Fat guy in loud tie <br />Breathless rolling chins conceal <br />Windsor knot despair. <br /> <br />II. <br /> <br />Frustration lurking <br />Passionate embrace jamming <br />Sally’s fax machine. <br /> <br />III. <br /> <br />V.P. hums all day <br />Morning elevator ride <br />Strings playing Mandy. <br /> <br />IV. <br /> <br />Charcoal grey cattle <br />Head ‘em up and move ‘em out <br />Grand Central yeee-hah! <br /> <br />V. <br /> <br />Next-day glances shared <br />Conference table blushes <br />From last night’s meeting. <br /> <br />VI. <br /> <br />Large corner office <br />Gastroenterologist sends <br />Congratulations <br /> <br />VII. <br /> <br />Late nights preparing <br />Five days in the Bahamas <br />Weeks spent catching up <br /> <br />VIII. <br /> <br />Six sheets on Excel <br />Algorithms to quantify <br />Six thousand small lives. <br /> <br />IX. <br /> <br />Sparrows on the wing <br />Flocks converge, quickly scatter <br />Board makes decisions<br /><br />Gary Witt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/corporate-haiku/
