He had a list
Of old references
Women from past instances
Black book resume
Ancient works of play
They all would state he was a great employee of love's mistake
Interviews of maintaining promising contracts
Retracts signatures once hired with his tongue's lash
Wounds caused from hope bashed
Yet they still croon at his voice's attack
Sweet sentences that their ears attract
Re-hiring this man's potential professionalism
With lust's disguise as emotional journalism
Written on the pages of their one-sided agreements
Because he never claimed his feelings
Since they never existed
The women enlisted shared common stories of his inability to persist with dedication
And as I listened to their justifications
In amazement I realized the boss directed me to his employees
These ladies hadn't controlled a single thing other than figments of what could be but never was
He applied for a position he knew he was overqualified to become
Took a leap at submission and leadership in one
He desires partnership
I desire compatability in this laboring environment
Together, we work.
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