Morning Minuet

How often the office gossips
make life miserable
(as if it isn't fluorescent enough already)

Clock faces, envelopes, swivel chairs
Don't you feel the way those lights look

Who'd live that way
folded into a desk file, neatly put aside
I like sharp pencils-

Your teasing eyes scare me.

Karen Petersen


If you have any thoughts on this poem, Karen Petersen would be pleased to hear them.