Orch Estra

She was a symphony of forgotten
thank yous
of
oh yes you’re still here
still here
why are you even here.

Her melodies were soft spoken
instructions
even softer hands
head too hard to entrust
vitals
too low to continue.

Her footsteps
echoed in the office
side eyes and side doors
what makes you think you’re entitled
flustered by too much
frustrated by just enough.

Her face echoed the tiredness of her soul
Small
but not by comparison
her arrangement
no one wanted to listen
yet everyone wanted to use.

She was a symphony of never enough
of last to be seen
last to know.
An empty hall of
number six
4th movement.

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