It Could Be a Balloon

by Steve Schirra

At work I want to say fuck to everyone for no reason.
I want them to say fuck when opening a box
and they cut themselves with the box and say,
Oh fuck, a fucking box cut is the fucking worst.

This woman from the back room tells me
to stack these metal candle holders on the top shelf,
but I knock all the metal candle holders on top of a person
and I say, Fuck, are you okay?  And she says,
Yeah I'm fucking okay, what the fuck kind of store is this
where there's fucking shit falling on my fucking head.

I tried to order a name tag with fuck as the name
but it got crossed out with a black marker.
The next day at work they crossed out all our names.