Please avoid all side exits during tonight's performance
and resist the urge to take a soft revolver to your troubles
there will be pain and discomfort
that is to be expected
you've purchased your ticket,
now you have to ride it out
you best not wait for validation,
it runs on its own sweet time
meanwhile they will try to draw you in with their deluge of dialogue
so take care not to deliver your best lines too early
don't forget the form
is not important and never has been
the audience is made of stone, or at best, asleep
soon, your own lids will begin to get heavy
don't worry
this, too, is to be expected
the words will arive in a fit of silence
your poem will write itself with the bat of an eyelash
2 comments:
This reminds me of me last night. Thank you for putting it into poetic form even if it wasn't intended to descibe me. Maybe an actual fortune cookie would have been the cure-all to feeling headachey and leepy.
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