Transaction

And so she leaned upon the door
Looking
Longing
Needing more.
“Tell me, Purchase Order Man:
Can this be bought?”

“The BOM—” he began.

“The BOM be damned!”

Within his cell
The said Man’s smile
Glowed.
To her:
“Wait awhile.”

“But now, the BOO,” she whispered,
“—Now.”

“BOM – BOO – Yes, do!” he gloated,
“Do! . . .
Make – your – order.”

“Do? And–?”

“And wait awhile –
Or –
Do you expect my attention in this hell?”

She sighed within the door frame,
“Yes,”
And stepped within his cell.

“Oh,” he answered, “What is this?”
His hand held up the yellow form.
“Your P.O.’s next.”

“Come closer, Next.”

The walls closed in on her.