Foyer Performance
After seven hours
Restlessly waiting
Ive shaved for this
Waiting impatiently
To hear the front gate
Come home soon
Ive began to hurt
being physically present
Alone as a idea
Floats by me
I could just go home
I suppose
A grand gesture
Maybe hide in the dark
Everyone enjoys Surprises
Some glair and grace
Could be in order
I would stand
Warm greetings
To you all
Id wear my
Flapper dress
Red and blue
My finest fascinater
Donned
My favorite piece
Royally wave
Dawn a Thomson
A found when
I was wandering around
Playfully of course
Get them laughing
Shot her
A jest on my lips
My Beautiful drees
Not fatally of course
Make him watch
As I whisper
Im not killing her
Watch her Bleeding out
All over the foyer
The foyers the stage
A theatrical night
I shoot him
Not fatally of course
Let them know
WhrreThey're going
To hell of course
No I am
Sometimes I forget
They are me
Death shows up
And asked
Are you having a good time
You know you can't kill them
Unless you kill you
Im trying to have
a nice night
You imagination lacks
Effectiveness effort
And grace
I mentioned grace earlier
Im wearing a dress
Get back to work
Get some sleep
I have grace
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