How Johnny Served His Hod Poem by Martin Lochner

It has always
been there

it is here now

a feeling stronger
then his nerves

we knew one day…

flexing, rippling
under a feeble
yes man chest

it would come…

managing him
by objective

declaring unto all

that you have puppet boy on the
leash

walking talking to him
like a dog

pulling the lead
gasping him on
the pay roll chocker..

Then the ticker
freeze

not responding

end program now
Somebody warned

give him a reboot
under the bottom
The boss advises

log him off

OK

Shut him down!
Shut him down!

Remembering an
Last bureaucratic
Stiff lip smile

It allegedly
appeared…

Enraged, foamy
Shivering rabies

Shredding
the brass
garlic breath

Johnny
serving
tongue carpachio

silencing the

HOD

Forever ….