outside our office, but they clam up
as I approach, like two school kids
with a secret, though neither one grins
as a kid might have,
why or wherefore remains a mystery,
when the boss, an owner,
needs to no excuse to talk
to one of his ace employees,
and yet, they look guilty,
while I feel guilty and jealous
and suspect more is going on
than her just asking him for a raise.
We live in a world of personal intrigue
and desperate need for advancement,
and yet, I wonder what it is she is advancing,
and why he has that sick puppy look
whenever he gets near her,
waiting for a pat on his head
their roles seemingly reversed
so it is impossible to tell
who really is in charge.
She looks less guilty than he does,
maybe a bit annoyed,
since I have intruded
on them again.
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