Dave Bonta's "Company man" is a short, strange look at working life after something vital has gone out of it. The office is full of people hunting through ash, looking for a fire that isn't there anymore. The company, once something like a powerful presence people believed in, is now "another gone god": worshipped once, now absent.
The speaker's role is odd and a little darkly funny. He receives a subpoena "for it," as if the company were a person who could be summoned, and then gives it "a bed / between the midwife and the day." That image seems to place the company's end somewhere between birth and daylight, as though it is being laid to rest in the same breath that new life arrives.
The mood is dry, quiet and faintly mournful. The speaker sounds detached, even deadpan, yet the language of gods, ash and midwives suggests he feels the loss more deeply than he lets on.