Crime Of Reason

One act play - Very short

Two men in a room.

Zelman and Abel

Zelman: "What good would she be to you if you had her?"

Abel: "None at all I suppose. Achievement for achievement is all I aim for. You are right I guess."

Zelman: "Right about what? I havent made any assumptions or predictions with that question. I have merely tried to understand better why you mourn so, the love that only inspires when it is absent. Which by the way, only shows that it is not love for her but, love for longing love's sake."

Abel: "Where, might I ask do you keep these insightful words of yours? And why do they come always at the most inappropriate times?"

Zelman walks to the guitar and plucks it one way and then another.

Zelman: "It is not, my dear friend the words that are insightful in themselves but, how you use them all together. With a space here, a comma there, a breath of fresh semi-colon. Not the love of the words but what you make of the love."

Abel:"My heart only pounds when it is void and the sound of my yearning has space to echo within its unkept walls."

Zelman walks to the door, opens it and, while walking out says;

Zelman: "Your heart pounds only when you can hear it, only when you know it is there. Unfit for happiness is the man who does not understand the simple truths of himself.  And unfit for life is the man who runs in circles."