I offered you ignored
you had far more important things
to consider eye on the horizon
I explained you smiled
patronisingly you couldn’t ignore but
you couldn’t respond ‘not on message’
I sulked you thought
I was OK took my noncommittal
as eccentricity
I collapsed you failed
to acknowledge that there was
anything to account for
I lost faith you listened
because you were told to
but reneged when I couldn’t show obedience
I offered you ignored
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
career wormhole: dance
disempowerment wormhole: two year / pre-cursor / flashing / on | off … // (… to 121212)
identity wormhole: chump
management wormhole: a bit painful this
performance management wormhole: there was a call and far from no response
Nothing quite so insulting, eh?
(…and that’s twice today that “horizon” has come across my path…it’s at the forefront of something I’m working on…and I just added it to my WordWildWeft)
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meshed
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also, johnny, I hate to ‘lob’ myself a bit, here (actually I don’t hate it, but I am embarrassed), but I have an horizon wormhole at work on my pages if you’re interested (and I know you like a good ‘worm’); if you start with ‘the bench / on the fourth sister from / Birling Gap before the / wind-brushed scrub and gorse / and the grey-blue sky / smoothed through the / fishtank-blue horizon to / grey-green sea’ (sorry) and work your way back from there
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regarding “lobbing and embarrassment,” totally feelin’ that.
Like being at a bar,
lovely lady looking
(is she really looking at me?),
wondering…waiting for her to say…
“uh, no. There’s a clock over your head…”
Well, I’m lookin’ at you.
You have such lovely long lines…
And did you say “Wyrms”? Hmm…horizons AND dragons!
As to ‘the bench/…’, with a title like that, it’d be funny if the poem was like, two words….te-he…but never mind, I loved it with all its words…and that’s a bit-o’-the-cheese I MUST explore…and, it being the beginning of a holiday, I actually have some time….now, to the wormy work…
(lovin’ this wormhole concept…tempted to steal the idea…)
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… well, I’ve never been told I have ‘lovely long lines’ before or did I wread that bit rong?
please do steal, steal away long into the night, those tags must be good for something
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this exchange is nearly better than the poem…
me: reading
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wha’ … whosaidthat … the clock?
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wait’ll you get a load of:
Do Nothing Usually
Take Everything Regularly
Consider It All Clearly
And Step Aside It Waltzingly
coming up … lengthily
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I will be looking for it…
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Great back and forthness with the rhythm.
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although, usually, any conversation with management involves digging rather than any interchange
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Ouch.
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ha!
more like ‘out’!
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