Mr. DJ #MassTransit

Hey y’all. Today’s post is another poem from the book Mass Transit. So interesting, because I wrote this one six years before I became an actual event DJ! Check it out and buy Mass Transit on Amazon!

Mr. DJ


Spin. Scratch. Mix

Make their songs your own

You sit atop the nightclub

A king on his throne



Scribble. Crab. Slide

Your hand caresses the deck

Bring it back. Push it forward

We dance to the beat. A groove for every step


You are king of the night

A vampire scratching on his coffin

Presiding over the dance floor

Once a week if not more often


Drink up. Drink up.

This round is for you.

Whatever keeps you spinning

On the ones and twos

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