Salesmen Without Pictures
Samuel Andreyev
Only through us shall the cards be revealed
To be stamped with logos of a fluid sort
Moving on moving into the desk of a slowgoing task
Which requires ink from boxes by the door
Stamping on stamping off
Lastly the list of appointments to crush the staples
Into paper hoping for a fold
Folding it sharp fold it trawling the sheets for a
Hook in the day
Which will track the stylus weathering the morn
Trimming up trimming down
