Open Mic
By Daigneault
Every Tuesday night they show
Like Vikings gathering for a battle
A battle void of spoils
Except the next chance to fight
Pulling at their guitars
The music is a longboat
Moving
through frozen waters
Straining on the oar
A pick keeps time
The left hand
Clearing the shallows
The voice calls out
Their ancient tune
As the villagers
sit watching
Knowing these Vikings
Are a breed apart
With their own view
Of heaven!
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