my first reading

end of the room in a hippy bar

place where the kids had defaced the poster

with better rhymes than I had to show

the guitarist from the band

set me up with a mic’ & speaker

as my friends & family came in to support

I started to read slow clear

fighting the buzz at the bar

voices talking over

& then the moment came on

the sounds got low

every now & then

came a yes! say it!

spoken not shouted & beers came over

at first from the owner

then the punters the people

(my own crowd too tight to buy)

hearing words they seemed to know

liking what I spoke to

while I learned to let the line speak for itself

& sixty minutes in I closed the show

my tongue dry & fat

it was time to drink the beer

finally let go & relax

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