Annabelle Annabelle give it a rest
take a break
I knew when I got the itinerary
every T crossed, every I dotted
that it would be a disaster,
in spite of all your hopes and expectations.
The venue with its local radio presence
had nowhere to park,
got there too early.
"No not this entrance - Tony will take you round."
Doormen, name tags,
kids looking bored,
a cold cafe with live music,
a blacked out stage,
hard outdoor chairs.
Annabelle Annabelle with your clipboard
effusively greeting the confused
though your head half turned distracted
give it a rest
take a break for goodness sake,
Then after all that
some of the audience left during my reading,
the self sacrifice,
the artifice of it all,
the pointlessness of exposure.