July 2012
He gives her special projects
To justify what really isn’t a raise,
To justify to his partner, not to us
Who gets neither raise or projects.
He just can’t simply say, yes or not,
And dare not say now, if what goes on
Between them is really going on,
Those other special project that happen
Always behind closed doors, and to which
We are not privy, and yet, “we are all
In the same yacht,” together, too closely
Associated to now noticed and feel the ach
Of exclusion, some of us having nothing
To offer her in exchange, and so look on
With envy at those who can, though
Even he’s too scared to make it look
Too obvious, and so we all act out this fiction,
Pretending nothing goes on,
And that we are all what we seem to be on the surface,
When we are not, unable to trade favors
Or receive them, unable to keep our eyes closed
When others who do.
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