The Buddhist Open Mic

A last minute addition

Uncomfortable with organized spirituality

Of any kind

Reading a poem before intermission,

Too stuck in her head

To notice the gasps of strangers


“I lost to the intermission snacks”

While heading to the truck.

One compliment flew between my ears,

Followed by the buzz and clumping

of every voice…

yes, I wrote them, for a chapbook

I never put a price on the book..$5?

Well, I didn’t bring any copies to sell

It would be unfair to sell the copy i used today.

“He borrowed $5 from someone to get my book and he wants an ‘autograph’? Shit…”

Breaking through the huddle

Took 15 minutes

There is hope for this writer yet…


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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