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Short night behind me,
work day before me…
one foot on the floor,
one caught in the sheet.
One bleary eye open,
one still asleep…
pick out my clothes,
plug in my curlers,
and pack a lunch to go.
Must hasten,
must hurry,
no time to waste,
move at fast pace,
make myself up in a flurry.
With seconds to spare,
a twisted top,
and mismatched shoes,
I finish my hair.
Whisk to work
in the whirling wind
which blows my hair
every which way,
except the strand
still in a curler.
Must go to the bathroom,
touch myself up
before I do anything further.
Remove the curler
and dental floss stuck in my teeth,
notice I have just one pink cheek…
wipe off the blush,
take care of some business,
end with a flush.
Ready to work,
with zipper unzipped
and toilet paper tail.
Ring-a-ding ding,
bells ting on the door,
a client comes in,
he can’t help but grin.
Head back to the bathroom again.
With bright red cheeks,
zipper zipped,
no longer a tail to display,
yet appears no blush
is needed today.
Did not hear the bell,
I scratch myself,
release a belch.
Look up, see a client
with a great big grin.
Must collect myself…
head back to the bathroom again.
Ready to work,
Ring-a-ding ding,
bells ting on the door,
a client comes in.
I look just fine,
leave red moments behind
until I feel
what’s about to expel.
Will hurry him through
what he needs to do
and all will be okay.
Can’t take one more thing
going wrong today.
He keeps asking questions,
the pressure builds up,
try keeping it in,
but it’s not enough.
The sound, the smell
of scent expelled…
red moments
like I’ve never felt.
With aerosol spray
boss shoos me away,
so glad he’s sending me home
early today.
Beep, beep, beep…
oh, what a relief,
my embarrassing day was a dream.
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