I’m tired,
So very tired,
I simply can’t,
I must rest.
My fingers will not grasp,
My legs will not stand,
My head will not stay up,
My chest slumps.
My body is slack,
My breath is effortless,
My brain is out of focus.
Lie back, relax.
People, what people?
Promises, what promises?
Things, what things?
Nothing matters.
Nothing matters.
My eyes close
Slipping into the void
Of deep, restful,
Sleep.
The audience is gone,
The show is over.
The cast is here on stage
The theater is dark
Over there.
The form is familiar,
Beckoning.
We go to it.
Full of anticipation
In a new place
That is not a place
But an existence.
Clamoring for answers
We are silenced by our guide.
Admonished to unite
And be one.
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