Sandra Dodd

Rookie (April 17,1967 / Los Angeles, CA)

Not Business As Usual - Poem by Sandra Dodd

Planning On Not Business As Usual
I miss the attentiveness
that your healthy self
splayed upon me liberally
working from our home office
The caress of my breast made in jest
as you knew I was
too busy chatting
on the phone with a client
Setting down your project
to be with me
for the rest of the day
Drying the dishes for me
so I could hurry up to our bed
for a little noon play
The touch of my hips from behind
as I answered the fax machine
Your broad grin, its meaning
shining through with clients
walking up the drive
Pouring my wine to make
me relaxed, ready for you
at only 2

Get healthy hotness,
I have plans on how
to spend our days, Plans of
clothing optional Mondays,
casual Wednesdays Thursdays and Fridays
Up for suggestions for the other ones
Ignoring clients calls, attending to me
Going broke, but much ecstasy
No clients for supper,
just you and me under the patio cover
Setting, meeting quarterly goals
that have no profit margins
The house in chaos, delivered takeout strewn
Panties like bread crumbs leading
the way it went from midnight to noon

I bought you some
shotgun hush-its
After all you’ve been through
I don’t want to hurt your ears
as I express my pleasure over
our new business calendar

Fired the accountant,
told her we would keep count
of our new business,
do our own math that matters
The tax mans been paid
that gives us three months
to not be bothered
Fired Jose but paid him anyway
He thanked me,
went to Buenos Aires
he said to find a version
of me, only younger

So get well my sweetness
while you’ve been ill
I have been running things
I’ve restructured
I'm the CSO
I promoted you
your on fulltime
as my lover


Comments about Not Business As Usual by Sandra Dodd

  • (2/7/2010 4:02:00 PM)


    A fine splendid array of none sick baggy words...
    Send it to him! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 7, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 10, 2010


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