Friday, October 17, 2008

Poefusion ~ Friday 5


Your find yourself
behind slightly open curtains
wearing wings made of wire
and blue-green nylon

The audience waits
The burning bulbs
drip hot color on your skin

If only this stage
could swallow you

If only the epitasis
wasn't swelling in your heart

But the conclusion of dramatics
comes before the story's told

They will all stop and stare
because all the world's a snare


tumblewords said...

Nicely written! Cleverly done.

Michelle Johnson said...

Isn't that the truth... the world's a snare At first I pictured a small girl getting ready to go out for Halloween but, realized the deeper meaning by the end. Well done. Have a nice day.

Winnie the poohi said...

oh wow! loved it!

lissa said...

nice! I like the last line - all the world's a snare - perfect for this piece

mermaid musings said...

you have the heart for this keep doing it!