Please Fire Me 
    Here comes another alpha male,
    and all the other alphas
    are snorting and pawing,
    kicking up puffs of acrid dust

    while the silly little hens
    clatter back and forth
    on quivering claws and raise
    a titter about the fuss.

    Here comes another alpha male--
    a man's man, a dealmaker,
    holds tanks of liquor,
    charms them pantsless at lunch:

    I've never been sicker.
    Do I have to stare into his eyes
    and sympathize? If I want my job
    I do. Well I think I'm through

    with the working world,
    through with warming eggs
    and being Zenlike in my detachment
    from all things Ego.

    I'd like to go
    somewhere else entirely,
    and I don't mean
    Europe.

                          Deborah Garrison