Stage Left (+1)

Auditioning for myself

the lights went down

the sound amped up

my head turned round

Auditioning for myself

the handbill flew

into the seats

the chosen few

Auditioning for myself

last line unread

the words reborn

inside my head

Auditioning for myself

I begged my leave

the stage door open

—a last reprieve

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)

Something More

I’ve crawled through the logic,

but where’s the trap door

The one to escape through,

where there’s something more

I’ve labored with reason,

my notes here to show

Its path ever narrow,

restricting the flow

Epistemological

gods of my youth

Now dust covered relics

and long in the tooth

The ethical paradigm,

sainted deceit

Whose judgment is final,

yet hard to believe

Dichotomy calling,

 last road to go down

Until love’s dialectic

—turns me around

(Villanova University: September, 2020)