Court Jest



Warm spotlights, shaded glows of red and blue
misty
smoke-filled halls
hands
speak in rhythms
in flickering blackness
keynote sounds its call

Summons me

Centre stage
shine on
act proud
breeeeeathe
and feel the magnet pull
becoming one…with crowd
Seek…
the mythical sounds of fame
while ladies of the night
like vultures, plucking meat
act scenes of Moulin Rouge…again

The cracking
in the distance
of an angry game of pool
the stench of booze and cigarettes
as I
swoon blues of jewels

Glasses clink
laughter roars,
to me...
silencing the room

As I retreat off centre stage
applaud
the clown
The Fool!

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