Mr. Incorporated

About the six figure ego.

A turnip red face
Holding expression
Of an angry baby
Cuffed around the neck
Noosed tightly
By an Armani tie
Purchased by the mistress
Better known as his secretary.
Notched cuff links
Embossed with his father's initials
Razor sharp creases
Guided by the pin stripes
Of his slacks
Cigar soot
And expensive musk
Permeate
Through his lapels
His eyes are the color
Of extortion
Sitting behind
A hand carved mahogany desk
He thumbs through an old Rolodex
Calling the number
In question.
There are photos
Kicked back in boat shoes
And cargo shorts
Always somewhere
He wasn't suppose to be
And they know
About the
Swiss bank account
House in the Hampton's
Illegitimate
Children
and reasons
for such decadence
Pigment drains from his face
The ransom is too high
even for him to pay
He's too respected
to fall this far
from the top

Reviews

[KimLove "The Beautiful ..]

Truly amazing write with such great imagery. xoxo

[Adam :P]

Your vocabulary is outstanding, will admit I had to look up in the dictionary what some of them words meant. Terrific poem, like all your other's amazing.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

oh but he will, excellent!