Blues riffs peel
And moans
Or better tolls
And wails
From the big screen
In the dim lite
Of the place
Three doors down
From my first job
Oh man! It's a long way off
In both directions
But fitting
I s'pose
Since I'm here
To hear
What will be
Might be
Could be
Angstilating.
This gave me a feel....of aniticipation, nervousness, and yet the compelling desire to be where poetry will be spoken aloud. As if you were nervous to speak your own, and so in awe...of the words that will be heard....and spoken.