Curtains Up

September 24, 2011
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I stand on the stage

my decision not yet made,

the crowd beyond the curtains

talk and laugh knowing

they're in for a fantastic show.

I take a deep breath

wondering if It'll still be my last.

The crowd is shushed and

the lights go out.

I take my stand on the stool.

On the edge of their seats

they wait for curtains up.

Slowly and silently they

reveal their hidden secret.

The crowd gasps, mouths held open.

The stool beneath my feet

now lays on its side.

My feet and body suspended.

My act forever finished.

The curtain falls.


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