starting point

there is dancing
and singing,
crying. laughter
finds a way
in as well.
four one
act plays
with lights
flickering on
and off to a
captive audience
of friends
and family.
and they wring
out their angst,
their perceptions
of good and bad,
of God and
childhood, what
went wrong, what
went right. and
they know and
yet they don't
know, despite
tasting a little
bit of death along
the way. a hint
of what tragedy
really is.
they struggle
to sum up their
lives as best they
can from this
starting point.