when the curtain comes down – July 28


when the curtain comes down

and it was all make believe


the screws come out of the

wood and windows, doors,

walls, castles falling back

into flats


hardware stripped out

for storage away

for perhaps some use

another day


and the stage goes back

to empty. flat black. making

clear that empty was ever

the only real.


and yet once

upon a time

there was



for real.


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