Nail-Biting

...It gathers in my throat and it gathers up my breath....

When I was Featured Poet at the Coffee Beanery Cafe for the Green Moon Poet's Society back in March or May or something, I expected just a couple of cats to show up. But the place was very full. When I returned in June, it was packed.

Last month, for the debut of The Poetry Experience at Ahh, Coffee in Eastport, people were on chairs, the floor, squashed together by the counter; it was really thick with humanity.

Tonight, I'm Featured Poet at Ahh, Coffee. And I kind of wish I didn't know what to expect.

There will, however, be room for you, if you show up. Don't wear a beret or a red carnation. I'll know you by your nakedness.


(Anxiety (Get Nervous); Pat Benatar)