Laurence Overmire

Workahol - Poem by Laurence Overmire

Taking a bottle of work to work
In the desk, the file, the flask
Tucked inside the third piece of

A suit not suited to public
View, then stop at the store
To pick up more, work to

Put on the table, after dinner
Nightcap laptop under the
Covers, or a cell phone in the

Bath, working hard to make it all
Work, house car wife kids
Bigger and faster, sexier smarter

A skid row of home-ly places
Just south of Easy Street
A mile from the nearest


(Previously published in 12 Gauge Review, Nov 2000)

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 20, 2008

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