Workplace, by Ben Caughran

having been given my
choice of projects after recent successes
I elected to
take over for the office bulletin board
until the replacement arrives

I stand motionless, facing the wall of the
lunch room sucking in the
scent of nuked tomato as
Cathy microwaves her leftover penne

Tom asks me
how things are going;
I say not bad and he
sticks a tack
between vertebrae
between my shoulders

what’s that for?
I ask and he says
it’s a
charity BBQ he’s organizing
for next tuesday
he says I should come and
I say I’d like to but
I’ll be busy


Ben Caughran is the second place winner in the 2016 running of the HHLLC poetry contest.