Curtain Call

Eyes closed

soul composed

body bag bed comfort

flirtations with stage curtain peace of sleep

the numbers on the clock slip by

while in your personal truth you leave this life lie

it all boils down to a pot being watched

a mere abstraction of the final act


Author: valo

I am a poet, writer and activist with a special interest in human rights for children and women as well as the elimination of poverty worldwide. If you read this today, feed someone locally for me will you? Drop off a non perishable food item at the food bank nearest you and consider yourself hugged. Thank you!

4 thoughts on “Curtain Call”

    1. Singer, your work is astounding today. Thank you for understanding exactly what I was getting at in these words. Life is a heavy burden and one that becomes too heavy sometimes. HUGS

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