Tuesday, April 8, 2014

literary soldier

standing in front of the audience,
exposed, vulnerable,
with the exception of a chest pounding bear
and a microphone, he is alone,
people watching, people judging,
he doesn't let it get to him,
how does he do it?
how is he not fumbling every word?
losing his place? buckling under pressure?
he stands confidently next to the bear,
his heart spilling from his mouth,
maybe I'm imagining it,
that bear,
maybe it's just a reflection of himself,
the courage it takes to do what he's doing,
I wonder if anyone else sees it

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