Dumb Waiter

Nothing spoken
Music plays in the background
Occasional glimpses of recognition
That are assaulted by being around

High heels and red nails
The world turning into black
Like a highway to tomorrow
A given look that cant be taken back

The role of desire
Takes precedent over the bit player
When the wonder takes over
And it makes us more aware

The audience have taken their seats
For the action to come later
In anticipation of the final play
Dumb Waiter