I have returned to the open mic,
lost in a cosmic hand of poker.
I have returned as
audience member and
no longer, its host, ringleader, villan .
the new host called me up
to show there were no hard feelings.
so i went back- and
the first night i put on a show-
one girl laughed,
thought I was funny-
she asked me to perform the second time,
though i had nothing to say-
took the signup to me the third time,
(prepared-bringing 200 poems with me)
read two short poems, made one up
was told to get off stage,
it was awkward.
I could have disappointed
her and the crowd with only one poem,
I really didn't need to bring so many poems-