Saturday, November 17, 2007

Secret Life

Regardless of how often
the actor plays the role,
some part of the secret life
slips thru the pores
that separate with thin membrane
of diaphanous tulle,
presentation and interpretation
of life's most golden rule.

If only I could say that I
am only this and nothing besides
If only we could work together
without such open divides,
but some ideas do not transfer
over borders, under radars,
like a soviet defector,
society's meddling detector.

And lo! these are the songs
that shout out of showers,
ring the decks with wrecks,
put head to shoulders,
rubber to roles,
masks to characters cast,
reasons for all the past
excuses, excuses, excursis.

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