The Interview Poem by Joshua Gallatin

The Interview



Door opens slowly
Grouped together
Small chairs
Sweaty palms
Nervous eyes
Stuffy air
Phones ring
Papers ruffle
Clenching stomach
Hear a name
Stand and shake
Begin to Please
Door Closes Quickly
Interview

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Joseph Poewhit 18 December 2008

Get that - what am I doing here feeling

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Joshua Gallatin

Joshua Gallatin

Fort Collins CO
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