Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Life, Cameras, Action

You know movies more than living.
Now life you must begin,
but you only see the world around you
from a camera pointed in.
You see the world inverted,
background to a stark dramatic scene,
and you’re stuck here in the middle
fuzzy - a flashback or a dream.
No one will share a script
or fill you in on what to play.
All you know is film is rolling
and they shouted action yesterday.
How much simpler it would have been
if you’d had time to ease on stage;
a slow progression into living life,
not shoved to spotlight from the cage.

2 Comments:

Blogger The Grey Ghost said...

This poem has gutted me.

6:36 PM  
Blogger TwistedNoggin said...

huh?

9:57 AM  

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