she whispers to him
as she slowly undoes the knot in his tie
and slips it around her own neck
and puts on his jacket
and straddles his desk.
such important papers and expensive pens
fall like confetti to the floor.
give me what I worked for.
So he walked out of the office
with an empty briefcase
but a heavy head full of shame.
and the woman waited for nothing
and no one
to hand her freedom anymore.
she was free. she had always kept those keys.