what light shineth in yonder window, yo

if you read enough Shakespeare,

immersing yourself

in the dialogue,

or go to a play,

or watch a movie

of Hamlet or Macbeth

you begin to talk like that

the whole day.

you put a cape on, 

strap a sword

around your waist.

you bellow at the moon,

at ghosts

in the hallways,

you make long soliloquies

on life and death,

you question your existence,

you mourn for love,

you cry out for Juliet.

you swoon.

it's all very annoying to the people

around you.