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Thoughts of a Poetry Slam

I went to my first poetry slam,
which took place in a coffee house down town.
I have to admit, I didn't even know what a slam was.
However, I went to experience the matter.
When I arrived I was asked; "Have you slammed before?"
I immediately thought of that time I got mad at my math teacher, 
and slammed the book down on the desk.
Oh; but I didn't want these people to think I have a poor attitude, so I just said; (No)
The MC got up and announced the procedures.
I could feel my heart start to beat a little harder.
(one) then (two) then (three) people up.
OMG when is he going to call on me?
(eleven) (twelve) what the hell; did they forget I'm even here?
I was so wrapped up into listening to my own brain, 
I didn't realize;   he'd called my name.
Oh crap, I thought to myself, 
as my daughter nudged me to get my butt up and go to the mic.
I think to myself,
I hope I don't have a heart attack?
I wonder if any of these people know CPR?
God; don't let that guy give me mouth to mouth!
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  1. Date: 4/13/2014 1:02:00 PM

    This is funny..sigh, I really have no idea what slam poetry is..enjoyed your poem. BG
  1. Date: 4/13/2014 6:53:00 AM

    Lol, I don't know why, I find the poetry slam experience funny. Very timid at the last moment. Ha, gosh, I'd be nervous. Cool post, Skat