her self – glory

her chair creaks in rhythm
with her legs fidgeting
like a panting dog.
she would say she don’t have leads yet you’ll see
on the report that she’s all good all through out the week.
she would make strings of phone calls just as when
offices are about to take a break.
you would hear her complain about doing a lot
of work and not getting anything even a pat on the back
but she would always take a desk job
like encoding a batch of cv’s of applicants
her boss is eyeing for as her replacement
and sitting on the switchboard
when the company receptionist is on leave,
and like the panting dog that she is, she would do it,
tongue out and waiting for a bone.

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