Thursday, October 8, 2009

Poem #9

Standing on the stage
overlooking the crowd
and I smile,
a small smile
knowing what they want
but wanting to make them wait
loving and needing
the low hum
that begins

a sea of cell phone
latter-day lighters
in the dark room

the crowd chants
those two words
I know are coming

And I close my eyes
listening, just listening
and preparing myself
as the crowd chants
"free verse free verse"

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