Act One
Act One
This lifetime
is simply a rehearsal.
In my next gig
I will sing opera
and dance seductively
with a handsome stranger.
In my next life
I will sip margaritas
on a deserted island
and never feel alone.
I will never know
the feeling of being betrayed.
I will not have to imagine
a world without child abuse
for in my next gig
the world will be a perfect place
where suffering and hate
aren’t even in the dictionary…
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