A Good Show

Sitting in the audience behind my eyes content with my popcorn i watch myself and my all fellow actors perform our epic drama I’m not sure what to call it tragicomedy perhaps here on the world stage Our script is sparkling trenchant and deep the characters so real, and we have the most convincing props and scenery - mountains of joy rivers of seduction flamingos of silly hopes kangaroos of impulse heroes of grim determination clouds of possibility chasms of loss I am especially charmed that not only all the other people but all the things - cars, houses, trees, baseballs, thunderclouds, etc. - everything in fact - is every bit as alive as I am myself with my bit part no longer the tragic heroine in her gashed black silk just the cat purring in a puddle of sunlight