watch watch watch my parents insist
elbows jammed deeply into startled ribs
the stage set
a hush falls over the crowd
some kids hit home runs
other play piano
good grades trophies medals ribbons recitals
i like to think i am learning a vocation
a well-rounded adult should know how to chug a beer
but
kids need talent
the label reads: carbonated water sugar caramel color phosphoric acid
but nowhere does it label showmanship
that part is all me
the bottle tips back
glimmering green in the late summer sunlight
i open my throat
as the smiles freeze on
their shining faces
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