dead applause

"All the world's a stage" when the curtains fall and light has been applauded for its lies darkness plays it's part again the musty smell of the theater shut to muse itself the velvet of curtains sunken stillness applause echoing in silence broken by the creaking of an exhaust fan all cry for sin to play…

A midnight musing

I don't have any particular epiphany today. And I'm rather slow with thoughts...but that's alright. Maybe sometimes, life takes time to respond however frantic your breathing might be. ....... Maybe, just maybe, it tries to sleep awake sometimes tries to dream with the eyes wide open tries to reason wild thoughts and tamed emotions with…