the show goes on.
we know our roles by heart
at this point.
when to laugh, or cry,
which direction to turn,
where to stand
to hit our mark.
we know the cues, when
the music stops,
or starts.
we are one in this drama.
a king and queen,
for better or worse,
we are actors stuck
in a self written play.
a performance
with no fore seeable end,
both tragic
and comedic on any given
night,
any given day.
Saturday, February 2, 2019
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