The Receptionist

Early morning,
meeting client,
talking to receptionist.

Here she is,
pretty face,
pleasant taking too.

Sitting
behind
counter and
computer.

Nice black dress,
buttons down
the front.

The problem,
though,
the dress is tight,
too tight for
a few pounds
gained.

Expanding
fabric,
buttons
holding on
for dear life.

White skin trying
to escape,
pushing out
between
buttons
and fabric.

How to tell,
without hurting?

Egos fragile,
wardrobe
malfunction.

I’m called in,
my client will
see me now.

Moving on,
leaving behind
a situation
I can’t solve.

a|hirsch

 

 

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