Commotion, <br />Tapping, <br />Murmuring, <br />Giggling, <br />Chewing. <br />We, all of us sit <br />Facing each other. <br />I am Dorian. <br />They look. <br />I feel them. <br />They wonder, <br />Inventing in their minds <br />The internalities of the character <br />They make me, <br />But never getting in. <br />Better for them. <br />It is starting; <br />Now it is my turn. <br />Sit back. <br />Observe.<br /><br />Aidan Keith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/waiting-for-the-lecture-to-begin/
