An Intervention
Chicken on dry sliced rye,
at his neat
office workstation,
no garnish.
Suddenly she was there,
her chair roller wheels
squeaking.
"Next time get a 'footlong' sub
with Mayo and all the fixings.
We could share it."
'Messy' he murmured,
studying his monitor.
A sigh,
as the office angel rose upward
on chubby wings.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2020
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