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 Theatre:

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 ::