Have landed –
actually, volunteered for –
a supporting role
intended fun, but
comedy eluded,
am fighting for a life
fearful choreography
exacting a cathartic script
haywire admission of fault
my memory fails
positions me, in brief
spurts, faltering
co-performers push
encourage, emanate
loving commitment
buy into mania
my cause: avoidance
beyond distraction
I miss crucial lines
am unlatched
trailing off
self-punish
repeated regression
amends scripted
such a production
ignoring undefined
hunger, knowledge
contracted,
blossoming role
forgettable
like Shakespeare
manufacturing
good-hearted bits
staging a performance
detailing elements
turning points
obligated to a
co-dependent audience
willing to settle
no acts define scenes
no exit for escape
stage door revolves
and I’ve landed –
no, volunteered for
a secondary role.
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One Woman's Quest 