Welcome
to those who made it this far
and congratulations for doing so.
Here we all are listening or watching someone
speaking freely
singing
dancing
or getting freaky naked in front of the crowd of
freaky people on a freaky first Friday evening
in this hole off Main.
Welcome,
you fight-backers against the everyday “do this,”
the “fuck you-ers,”
the right-brained creators.
Jim Morrison told us,
“I don’t know how it’s going to end, man,
but I’m going to get my kicks
before this shithouse goes up in flames,”
and I’ll tell you this,
right now,
I can’t recall where I came from
or where I was going,
but I know I’m in the right place.
So welcome,
and you’re welcome
if some of you get emotional tonight;
if someone you meet falls in love with your art,
or even if you’re having one of those days where
you leave here pissed off thinking
you deserve better than what these damn freaks
have to show you and you go home and come up with something
without a trace of trite or plagiarism
and come back next month or the one after that
-and show them your beautiful soul,
and so then,
WELCOME
to The Floor Is Yours.
