to the nth degree in this polite, middle class, university educated, hip down stone steps into barrel vaulted, retro chic aged wood where all is whispered respect, horrified at slightest guffaw or hint of youthful disgust amongst the carefully cadenced delivery, unlike night before in a rowdy bawling tumult when she tried not to shout into the mike in front of the bar her other poetry of rap and rhythm that said the same thing.

via Daily Prompt: Nuance