We went to see a poetry reading
In a pub up from the ocean by a few blocks.
We had woken early for a swim,
spent the day walking the streets
And now it was late, and we were tired.
We took a seat toward the back of the room
And ordered some drinks and some fried food.
Soon the room was full of people sitting at small round tables
Talking and laughing, drinking expensive wine.
A woman with short spiky hair went to the front of the room,
Then announced the beginning of the poetry.
A thin man wearing a hat and a bow tie
Ran on stage, the crowd cheered him.
He taught literature at the local university; he said hello to his students in the crowd
then he began to read poetry about sex.
He went on about the women he knew
And the sex…
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