Thursday - Chruch of the Open Mic

Today on my drive into work, I was thinking about a lot of things, including how I hate short work weeks because they are so busy that I have to do things like actually work, instead of surf the net and blog. This annoys me to no end; you have no idea. I was also thinking about a poetry open mic that I went to on Saturday that opened my eyes (and ears) to what could be done with the art of the spoken word. I am nowhere near as impressed with myself as I used to be.

I am no longer the best poet that I personally know. I'm just the best white poet that I know.

( Poetic Holy Ground )