Another Good Sign
One day your boss
will write an opera. Meanwhile,
les trés riches heures file by—
they give each other
head in the break room, tousle
the fine, sandy-colored hay
they never comb. Welcome home.
At least they’re having fun
in the end zone. The victorious
hours butt heads, their backs against
the louvered closet doors, which cant
off their hinges.