The Play

Act 1

You Decide The Task
You Swore an Oath
to Finish
Will Be Set Aside
in Favor of Coffee
and Buttered Toast
while Contemplating
The Next Scene
In That Novel
You’re Not Writing,

Because It’s Easier to
Contemplate and
Make More Toast,
This Time with Jam.

Act 2

Your Beloved Asks of You
The Smallest of Departures
from The Script You’ve Written
for Your Comfort,
and You Weasel an Escape.

Act 3

You Spend the Afternoon
Writing Your Indictment,
to Which You Plead Guilty,
Prepared for The Judgment
You Know Awaits You
When The Curtain Drops.

The Cast Party

But It’s Just a Play.

You’re a Light Being,
Formed of Love,
Adored by The Playwright,
Cherished by The Director.

Your Fellow Players
Applaud Your Decision
To Attend Drama School.

You’re a Theater Kid.

Sure, You Have Much
To Learn,
The Director has
Notes for You.

You’ll Love
The Next Show.

(Photo by Andrej Lisakov; UnSplash)