For The Faces

I forget,
that we
don’t get to
live forever,
and life
doles out
death
sentences
like it’s
writing a
novel
and each
and every
one of us
gets to be
a character.
We enter,
stage right,
and pass
through
beneath
the lights
and squint
for the faces
out in the
audience,
and they’re
watching,
however
brief and
how momentary
our part
to play is.
And just
before
we exit,
stage left,
we take
a bow,
and as
we do,
we hear
it begin;
the applause
of our audience.

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