50 People - 26 Poem by Raj Dronamraju

26

Her beauty was vicious
Her beauty was thin-skinned
Her beauty was retaliatory
And I'd like to see what made her beauty so

The way he always makes excuses so they are the only two working afterhours
The way he gets down on his knees as if to retrieve a file then tries to look up her skirt
The way he calls her at home at night on a very flimsy pretence
This harassment must stop

The way he stands too close to her when explaining what to do
The way he casually introduces inappropriate subject matter into the conversation
The way his eyes do the work of all of the above following her around the room with bad intent
This harassment must stop