Best Interviewing Poems

sharp, tight, seething fear
anxiety absorbs control
soul's strength topples...

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I came to interview for a job,
instead I got a casket.

The dead peasant investment,
if I die I'll make them rich.

Toiling and slaving at minimum wage,
the cage,
...that can't pay a single bill,
just amasses debt and waits to kill.

If I die I'll make them rich.

The casket that...

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This morning’s sunrise was a tacky and artificial affair. 
The sun was played by a weak, 12-watt, refrigerator bulb
that looked wet and heavy as it struggled uphill like a drunk. 
The horizon reminded me of a cheap, runny theatrical illusion,
the clouds were old cotton balls...

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