Flip the Script

Arthur Curtis,
Another Day.
Gary Allen,
Here to stay.

At the office,
On the phone,
Reality has left us
All alone.

Lights go up.
Now look around.
Searching through
Our perfect town.

People staring.
“What’s with him?”
“He’s looking flushed.
Expression’s grim”

Life was one thing,
Now it’s two.
What you thought,
We never knew.

You look the part
You dress the same
Who’s made up
This guessing game?

Life seems better,
When there’s a plot.
Instead of living,
While you’re not.

So lets try
To sort it out.
No stone unturned,
Or lingered doubt.

As who you’re cast,
You’d rather be.
Nice and easy,
Flying free.

Up and onward,
Through the mist.
Tableau Reality’s
Little twist.

That’s a wrap.
Strike the set.
Just how lucky
Can lucky get?

​8/24/20

Zone S1E23