The Interview

The Interview i
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Uptight tic
Twitch and shake
With sweaty palms
And best suit smells
Long table between
Myself and a row of dead men
Tied to chairs
A stage set for
An attack of nerves
Spun from emptiness:
I speak
With a marshmallow tongue
In a desert boot mouth
Into a vacuum
No response
Not a flicker
I,m caught in a time warp
Beam me up, Scotty
I could strip naked
And they would not care
I start to gibber
And bleed inside
A corpse speaks slowly
"thank you for coming"
Up yours as well, Jack
I leave
Angry and
Confused;