ill prepared

i had a dream
i was at a poetry slam

i forgot to sign up,
so i was
eating my words

i was literally
eating chalk

some chick
was asking
about my new book
but i didn’t
bring any copies

not even one
to read from

i was ill prepared

then i saw
Saul Williams
sitting in the back
he read a poem
like it was nothing,
like he was there at every
slam, no big deal

i approached him
after the slam
and i bowed to him
because his words
give me goosebumps
every. single. time.

and he was smiling
& humble

and then i woke up,
pissed
coz i couldn’t read
my stuff

so ill prepared
in dreams,
i hope i have my
shit together
in waking life