Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

exit stage left

07 September 2013

exit stage left

 

why do they whisper from the wings,

or from behind the stage curtain

remind me of half-remembered things?

 

why do they prompt me with those lines,

must I hear them repeated once again

will I ever expunge my failures and my crimes?

 

I used to know my mark, memorized my cues

but everything is dark, the stage has changed

I improvise but I am just confused

 

I won’t read the script you’ve given me

I’m growing tired of this role I play

I quit, someone find my understudy.

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7 September, 2013 - Posted by | Poetry |

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