Poem by chelle santos
you are the game show host asking for my final answer.
with a million at stake, i hear only beeping getting faster.
cameras zoom in, as you clutch your mic & hold your breath.
just before the buzzer sounds, i open my mouth & say yes.
i exhale & you exhale. you already know i am right.
you just had to hear me say it before the end of the night.
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