Business Brunch

There is something
Hollow when he speaks,

Like a dentist’s
Repeated mantras,
Bus stop gossip
Or the forced cry
Of children.

His hands look
Light and hollow,
Gently wafting
Above his scripts;

His hair
Doesn’t match
His eyebrows

And his buzzwords
Sound like flies
Dizzily drifting
Into coffee cups

At a business brunch
For sales drones,

Iā€™m chewing the skin
On my thumbs.

2 Responses to “Business Brunch”

  1. I felt this in the gut – have endured similar meetings. Roll fluff in my pockets, pretend to take notes.

  2. Yes, indeed šŸ™‚

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