Outlier: A Poem About the Workplace by Laura C. Wendorff

The Bandwagon is full
(colleagues know which side their bread is buttered on).

“I’ve made up my own mind!”
(They’re into denial, here, too.)

The center is subterfuge.

The master-manipulator
works his political magic

and presto! The Bandwagon
is changed into a smooth, black Lexus.

Then presto, again! The Lexus
becomes a white Prius,

and riders breathe a sigh of relief.

Their guilt is gone—they’re in
a correct car at last.

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