That's a Wrap
Lights out and all is dark, except...
this darkness is not what you'd expect.
Not a movie in a blackened theater.
It's your script. You, the director and creator.
Lying awake in your bed,
scenes playing over in your head.
Some make you laugh,
some tear you in half,
too many make you cry.
Seeing your life passing by
in reel after reel...
How does it make you feel
to see events from the past,
ones you thought would last,
until you read the words,
"THE END"
No more love scenes of pretend.
Actors walking off the set...regret.
No sequels to be shot.
No new twists in another plot.
Run the credits?
Forget it.
The theater is black
there's no going back.
C u t!
That's a wrap.
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2022
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