Curtain Call

I flee from the reality of self In blind attempt at being self-less Confronting an enlightened self-interest. I have stepped into the shadows Allowed them the spotlights curse of cheers and boos of curtain calls. Suppress the urge to take the stage Permit them praise, and failures fury Deny them not their bloodied glory. I do it not for them but self To touch the hem of passing whim In closing act of one-night stand. John G. Lawless ©3/30/3023