Interview
By Lee Rossi
—for James Krusoe
You find the Grand Master of the Teutonic Knights
in his corner office, standing over a globe.
You're applying for the sack of some Polish city
you don't remember which, the name is unpronounceable.
He's read your dossier and letters of reference
third in your class, able to cleave opposing horsemen
from skull to sternum with a single stroke
able to deliver a full quiver
into the eyes of onrushing peasants in less than ninety seconds.
You wonder if you're good enough
for his world-class organization.
You've always dreamt of a career in pillage
ever since they took you from your burning village
and left you at the orphanage.
He grasps your knife hand firmly, fixes you brightly with his eye
as the two of you struggle across his giant desk.
You leave wearing a new scar along the crease of your cheek.
It's not just a job, he says. It's family.
Lee Rossi’s latest book is Wheelchair Samurai, available from Plain View Press. Recent poems appear in The Paterson Literary Review and The Chariton Review. He is a member of the Northern California Book Reviewers and a Contributing Editor to Poetry Flash. This poem appeared in the Mas Tequila Review.
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