never again
August 23, 2006 at 1:16 pm | Posted in poetry | Leave a commentThere was this one night
where I went to
read some poems
at an over-priced
coffeeshop,
Douglas Street, Victoria,
and I stumbled
on every word
while the people stared,
but I blame it all
on the girl
who got me stoned
half an hour earlier
because it was oneĀ of
those times
I wanted back,
since it seems
someone was taping
the event
for a show
on University radio,
and out of the five poems
I had picked out,
I could barely
get through one
without laughing or
making it look like
I had mental issues,
so I cut it short
to a well deserved
smattered applause
and swore sobriety
at poetry readings
with distinguished authors
taping my voice
for radio.
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