I write for myself
A captive audience
Quiet. Attentive.
Nearly inaudible
Eyes search the crowd
Knowing
No one
I shout, I bow
I clap
My presence is known
I am no longer alone
They hear my words
On this stage
In this spotlight
I am warmed
By the company of strangers
I am welcomed
By accomplished artists
But life goes on
So I leave it
To those
Aspiring