Talent Show

Annabelle

Talent Show posters line the walls,

auditions coming up.

I want Mary to try out

but she’s scared

because Stacey is doing make-up

and the rest of her crowd

everything else, except for

lights and sound, which the AV Club

is eager to do.

Mary will have to place her ego

in their hands and trust

it doesn’t get crushed,

like a bird.

Besides, says Mary,

Chopin’s a nerd

to that crowd.

They’ll want rock bands

or pop stars

with bellies showing

or hip-hop dancers

in army fatigues.

Mary plays so well it’s scary.

Her hands dance

across the keys

And I always wonder what she sees:

a forest of silver trees

or a frosted moonscape

of sparkling craters,

the perfect place

for her music to soar

above the galaxy?