Much work goes on behind the scenes at the library ordering and channeling federal tax forms into the hands of our patrons. Like our fellow citizens we look forward to today, the last filing day of the 2008 tax period and offer you a few haiku moments in honor of the day…
April’s cruelest day
What grim task awaits
long avoided 1040
A? EZ? Today!
Where can I go late?
Old, set in my ways
electronic filing not
for me – the postmark.
Ode to form 4868
Tax code layered like
tiramisu on my plate
hold the dessert please!
Tomorrow I plan to re- read Wiggle Room by David Foster Wallace in The New Yorker magazine, and imagine my return sliding ever-so-gently into some IRS inbox. Better that than risk an encouter with the protagonist of Richard Yancey’s tell-all, Confessions of a Tax Collector, the gripping account of one man’s descent into from nice guy into a most uncivil servant, as the increasingly eager G-Man chases down deadbeats as a sort of Uncle Sam Spade.
I think I’d rather pay taxes than try to collect them.
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