Dawn came embraced in cloudy skies
infesting me with weary eyes
which snaked their way into my day
recoiling there to strike me prey.

The blues are never charmed away
by coffee at a cheap café
where joy is sold in ample cups---
a caffeine fix to perk me up.

To liberate myself from stress,
I'd donned my finest lovely dress
and left for work with ample time
to sip a cup and write a rhyme.

The world of fantasy caught me
so late for work I had to flee.
Addiction’s scream to quench her thirst
did leave my bladder 'bout to burst.

At risk of seeming indiscreet
and with no restroom on this street,
I hurried toward a nearby bush
and ducked behind to hide my tush.

Relief had never felt so fine
until I saw his eyes meet mine.
My boss was looking down on me
as he stood marking his own tree.

Oh, yes, I turned a brilliant red
amidst the phantom tears I shed.
The boss and I said not a word,
but I am sure our thoughts concurred.

The bush and tree must think us vile---
my giggle met his sheepish smile.

By Peggy Paris

© 2008 Peggy Paris (All rights reserved)