a good lay

it would be something like when
you've spent two nights in the office
surfing, searching, crusading
to find that set of elusive data
utilizing all sorts of delaying tactics
whenever your boss asks for it
and many's the time when you think
of surrendering, escaping
confessing you havent found it yet
accepting that you never will
slowing down
and yet somehow you keep looking
just because
and then an hour before the boss
leaves for europe
serendipity comes
and make your day.
mmmmmmmmmmmmm
aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh
your body bursts into spasms
of unimagined but craved for ecstasy.

and oh,
thank goddess it's friday!