The Saturday when I wrote this poem was one of the uneventful ones, when I really felt the oppression of the cubicle around me and wished I was intoxicated. So this hallucinatory piece came out, involving alcohol, vandalism and making out with aliens, along with other activities not approved by Corporate.
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Plans for Labor Day? Feel like going to a poetry show? There’s a poetry slam on the start of your 3-day weekend on Friday, May 1, and this is indeed a show rather than a reading. In it, poets compete to see who can move and excite the audience the most. The Labor Day slam
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