Hark

Again we anchor.
Coil and rancor.
Offer visage.
Smile with canker.

Don the garment,
Silky sleeves,
Yoke of armor,
Exotic weaves.

Hear the audience
Rumble and call.
Spread emollience
O’er face and all.

Steps like spider
Toward the curtain.
Nervous fighter.
Nothing’s certain.

In the open,
Lights come on.
Shadows taller
On the lawn.

​Now they’re captive
By your design.
Words and gestures,
In repine,

Dance off like moths
To brighter heights.
Leave empty husks
In bright footlights

12/29/20