Sunday, June 27, 2004

window

It began with a smirk
Turned to a grin
A darkish red to the color of skin
Then a dawning of sorts
Appeared in the eyes
A stiffness relaxed
By the slightest of sighs
A looseness ensued
Causing the shoulders to sink
Then an insight appeared on which she could think
And just at that moment
Where everything makes sense
Her boss screamed her name
And she began to tense

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