After reading her yet another poem, he stood up,
as if to address his fellow commuters on the nearly full metro,
“Thank you for listening to today’s session of Sit Down Poetry!”
With a half-wave and smile,
he gently bowed his head in each direction.
Initially caught off guard, she gave a start then giggled softly —
which was enough for him — so he continued the faux-announcement,
“Participation is our primary focus! Please be sure to join us next time,
and feel free to bring anything you’ve written and would like to share…”
Amidst rambling on about this fictitious poetry event,
some passengers visibly wonder how much longer until the next stop.
Unamused with the attempt at holding her interest,
a disgruntled metro rider turns toward
him and shouts, “SIT DOWN!”
Without missing a beat, our host gives an emphatic
hop-and-point to an imaginary camera, “—POETRY!”
With that, he took a seat, and Sit Down Poetry
completed its inaugural meeting.