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ACT (of) ONE

THE curtains open to broken applause
an audience of great mystery
i cannot see their faces
nor their eyes
my Usher flees me!
And Time, the soliloquy
for Thespian lies
with each act an act of Life
and props on spot
for dramatic plots
Agh! my lines evade me!
Evade me for all i am
worthless within my House
of Theater:

The Absurd
The Humour
The Horror
The Love

of tears of joy of laughter
of sorrow of broken lines
upon my heart
upon my face
within the glass
upon the shattered floor

AND within the miles of aisles
of faceless witness
my lines flee me!
Within and without such cosmic shatter
an audience so abstract is my life
an Act (of) One.

:: 08-19-2018 ::


SECONDARY FLACCIDITY

WET sheets (of sweat) ~ i’m feeling
generally believing my own mortality
i feel: primary flaccidity eyelids
closed ooh oh yeah
a loss of tension in muscles and WHEN
i felt so much hung upon the footsteps
of life and no more and don’t
you cry when i’m gone
with the skin i’ve shed
rigor mortis is a last feeling in fingers
and toes so you got time to find
it: to find it! AND where is tomorrow?
Did you run away with the feeling of love?
And whose mask do you wear? And i got
time for just tomorrow for you to find it
And when my muscles loosen –~ times gone
and i’ve gone upward toward beyond tomorrow
and i lov eyou and i had time for tomorrow
but life burns moments and there you are //

:: 07-10-2015 ::