Warning: This is the naughtiest thing I've ever written. The audience was very, very attentive during my performance at a local open mic last night. Here's The Climax:
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Note: Hot Tamale line is for Mini-Alex (since Alex is married, and Mini-Alex is adorable and -as one of my clients tells me, especially after I do a wildly silly victory dance when I win an UNO game against her- I need help).
Back to open mic night, Igor was no where in sight. Perhaps he was busy moving corpses for Halloween.
When I finished the reading, I received solid applause, the announcer thanked me for the "Halloween porn," and one man gave me a fist bump.
A friend we'll call George - he reminds me of George Costanza (short, balding, wears glasses, and works in Latex. Or maybe healthcare, but there's a lot of latex in healthcare) showed up later. He asked if I was reading, and I told him that I already read. To ease his disappointment, I showed him the poem. George chuckled quietly and said that he was sorry he missed it. Afterwards, George asked for my number and suggested we meet for coffee sometime soon. We exchanged contact info. I'll keep you posted.
HAVE A THRILLING, DELICIOUSLY SWEET AND SAFE HALLOWEEN!
