all the poets
were so glad
to meet
each other
soft palms
cupping
more
soft palms
hands that
never strangled
the abc’s
that didn’t have
the indelible
black juice
beneath their
cuticles
i walked out
before the
the first reader
hit the podium
those palms
a prediction
of the poems

Rob Plath is a 46-yea-old poet from New York. He has over a dozen books out. He is most known for his collection A BELLYFUL OF ANARCHY (epic rites press). He lives alone with his cat and stays out of trouble. See more of his work at http://www.robplath.com