Performance - Discovery Of A Corpse

In the old empty theater, in the middle of the night, a corpse has been found...

Under the glare of a spotlight,

In the terror

Frozen.

"Did the curtains mask your face?"

Ropes droop near the brick-work

In a back stage.

Fat actor, in costume

And makeup

"Since tonights performance?"

"Did you watch him here? Perform here?

Watch him perform here?"

From an empty seat -

Empty room -

Echo.

Framed, staged, hanging...

Echo.

Face-paint, "childish,"

Not caked, freshly applied.

His encore,

Audience,

A banquet.

"Are you still here

Appluading?" -

In awe, in dread,

In orgasm...

Beaming

Blindingly from the gallery

At me,

Like the glaring spotlights.

Reviews

[Staci Brown]

nicely painted picture... i do love a story within a poem :D do you ever pen stories as well? if you do please let me know as i'd enjoy reading your creative intentions :D

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Faerie Blessings!

--faerie whisper (breaking the silence...)

[Legion]

This could be taken two ways. One, an actual body found. Two, an actor bombing and dying on stage in his performance. Like it. Well written. Great visuals also.