Originally posted by Bluesky_Liz:
[b]Being told to act natural
A handshake; a smile, not too wide;
say a few kind words to the camera;
remember to mean what you say,
and hold back the tide of vomit
rising in your disemboweled insides.
If somehow, something slips out,
play it like that plastic 9mm
in the top drawer of your desk,
the one with the rubber bullets;
they wonÂ’t hurt, or kill anyone.
They bounce off balding heads,
just like the things you wanted to say.
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Interesting subject, forced artifice vs honesty. Enjoyed the wry humour and mocking tone in this one. I love the rubber bullet bouncing off balding heads imagery! Also like how the persona feels the futility of communication with people less intelligent in the 2nd stanza; the scoffing off of the "balding heads".
tks for sharing and more pls!!!