Is It Time Yet to Get Down?

Somebody’s got a case of the Mondays.
By now, it’s Thursday,
and the forecast is calling
for sophisticated violence.

Get ready for a heartbreaking drip, ignoble tease.
Observe the ease with which these sidewalks
issue their promise of meaningful passage
toward a future circumscribed
only by the city limits.

You know, like I was saying.
Feels like eons ago
that we last donned luxuriant corporate regalia
and got our fill of each other.
Sustained only by heaving gulps of pure energy.
I dig not what the others dig.
This resonance has failed to please.

-r. miller