“Open Mic 🎤”

“Open Mic 🎤

There’s a crowd inside.

Building anticipation.

The tech guy is taping the line down with stage tape.

A spiral notebook indicates ten spots open.

I scratched my name beside the number five.

Peristaltic butterflies emerge from faux cocoons of confidence

Palms emit sweat.

Handshaking the handshakes.

Instant quaking.

One sets the tone,

Two drives it home.

Three stretches on.

Four, and now I’m on.

Hot mic.

Hot lights.

Spitting words,

stage fright.

Minutes warp fast and slow,

lines unleashed,

I caught my flow.

Just as fast,

performance done.

Open mic,

the show goes on.

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