I haven't written in a long time, but anyway, here you go, feel free to tear apart 



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Climbing lift brings heart to mouth,

as hands shake with unforgiving nerves.

Discomfort and stress carry numbness

of binding ropes, restrictive, tight,

that terrify the mind, and bar

all coherent words.  Metal doors slide

silently open to reveal an office

at first glance like any other, but

different upon closer inspection.  Potentially

your new workplace.



High-heels clunk on marble floors

as the black and white clad women

deliver aromatic refreshments 

to their supervisors.  They scrutinise

and judge your every move

as you step towards the director's room.

Hesitant and scared, they think.  Avoid

their cold gazes of intense interest.



Smile confidently, display your ivory teeth

as if you own the boldness you lack.

Illuminate your person in a flattering

spotlight - dazzle them all.



Question upon inquiry.  He listens

to capture the right answer as soon

as it may fly from your chapped lips.

Sift through words with all the care

you possess, while the coffee mug

steams beside his pale hand, and he glances

up at you, indiscreetly.  Eyes have closed

their blinds, betraying nothing.  Should

he employ you?  Will he?  Only

a phone call, some time from now,

will tell you that.



And then, before you've calmed down enough 

to allow the tongue to weave its magic

the job interview of your life is over.

The lift exit swings open with a hiss

and you leave the towering sky-scraper.

You breathe again, your pulse

plays and bangs a rhythimic beat

on your sensitive eardrums. 



Now, all there is left to do

is wait.