Tuesday, December 25, 2012

All the World's a Day

Some mornings
or late in the night
the panic sets in
I feel like an actor
who's memorized their lines
then everyone on stage
starts improvising
And I can't stop the play
and scream
"That's not what you're supposed to say."
So I push the panic away
and listen intentsely
to new cues and patterns
Tear myself away from the script
tear myself from the audience
until I know it's my turn
and throw myself into the performance

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