Stage Play

Bright spotlights
make such
drama.
His dreams
fill the stage,
as we sit
in darkness
watching,
waiting for
his psychoses
to reveal
themselves,
as if he,
did not
exist.

We have
our own
dreams,
each of us,
sometimes
only as
we sleep.
But on
the stage,
things come
alive that
never were.
And in
our minds,
the same thing
happens,
just so often.

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