A dressing room and house lights.
Greasepaint on the wicked stage.
Lines, always doing your lines.
Motivation. Left right and centre.
Curtain. Blackout. Fade.
Methods, madness. Maybe
a musical. Those ingenue
scenes again, always
the drama. In the chorus.
In the wings, catwalks.
Auditions, a forgotten
circle of the Inferno.
Dress rehearsal. Rehearse
for the possible applause.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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bleh! :p
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