Wallace Stevens would you blog?
A webpage for your thoughts and log?
Behind your wooden insurance desk
Pursuing online dreams like all the rest
Stolid gray-flannel business man
Except with your electronic pen
Would your success be imminent?
Even in the digital age?
Would industry be hell bent?
To keep your voice safely caged
Words were shaped from chaos
From Hartford insurance towers
Corporate cog among lawyers and clerks
Archeologist of truth among bottom lines
We carry on your lyrical good works
From our cubicles in these dark times
Gene G. McLaughlin 2015