The computer's looking at me

Sitting in a chair,
dragging fingers through his hair.
There’s a thickness in the air.
Shoulders slumped above a derriere,
squished in as much as an easy chair,
on wheels.

"Partnering"

11 men in a room
project status
butting heads over money
no boss among us

doing the work jerk

Work jerk
hold the line
scrunched shoulders
squinty eyes
pause for breath,
then,
fingers flying