Mix Up

Some friends of mine were going to perform poetry and music one evening. Unfortunately, the bar they were going to perform in got closed down that day. They didn't find out until they got there and the door was locked. Just had to write about it. The situation also gave me a rare chance to combine poetry and basketball.

Mix Up

Amid the hustle and bustle

of basketball games,

the bar would offer

music with a poetry chaser.

An homage to the Doors and

reflections on "The End."

Alas, the end came

before the beginning.

There was only

one door through

which to access

this collaboration

and, to eveyone's surprise,

it remained locked.

The bar was closed,

not because of

a personal foul,

but due to

a simple violation.