complete silence as the orchestra had finished the symphony
and final applause and salutes had brought down the curtain
but the director still staged tunes in the theatre of her mind
the cembalo envied the drums and the heartbeat got faster
as she mastered the triangle and trumpeted a simple refrain
sadly she had become stone deaf but was able to hallucinate
‘my truth my perception distorted reality but vigor nevertheless’
she had not left the stage when her cognition was at its best
now rather demented she managed to see clearly the trap door
bestowed by old age and the dubious benefits of longevity
lucidity had become feeble and fading enlightenment a curse
a purveyor of unwanted surrender and distractor from death
yet when her drapes drew closer she tore off her masked Self
sang revolutions pulled the trigger and went out with a bang
6th August 2020
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