"It Goes A Little Bit Like... Laughter"

 It goes a little bit like this, is completely in the hands of the audience.  We never quite know who will be calling next.  And we never know what poetry pieces we will be hearing.  So buckle up for the ride with the most coffee sharing, cow gif posting, avatar changing, emoticon using group of late night poets that you are ever likely to bump into, in this one place.  It goes a little bit like this, poetry on the edge of well, something.

Late nights, reflect mornings,
as end of day in the USA
Is lunchtime in my home town
(except the following day.)
But upside down and running
is familiar to us in Southern climes.
So we keep the lines open
in distant cities as seek rhymes.
As I travel around my country
with a few side journeys beside.
Everyone is welcome to join,
guessing where that day I reside.
In my study, an airport or in a 
field with mosquitos three.
You never quite know where
you may find AP.