Is This Sight
is this sight?
what sets it self up and shines
what circles around you
cant you see it
shine above the others, standing out
it reaches my ear
a hot wind
is that all it is...?
can't you feel it?
the beat of the wings as they pass you
a smile left there like a puppet
unhinged, creaking
hanging in the theater
with nothing more than
a spot light
a tech
and me, in the velvet chair
dozing
dreaming
is this a vision?
when the horizon disappears
where the waves meet the sky
I have an apartment
somewhere between
is timelessness
how do the others fare
in your sliding scale cafe
drinks of hard teeth
pressing themselves against your neck
ripping at the fraying edges
the end of Act 1 begins
I forgo the center today
spend my time along the rim
I know its best my friend
as I know you least there in
is this fiction?
do I float in side my own show
strings cut long ago
free to leave the stage
to say to this page
with out you
beloved who waits
who can only hold on to himself
is threatening the night with
more feigned affection
more of the same
with out me, the only one
holding on to the thread between us
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