It's hard to crawl out of a bar
     When everyone keeps
    Stomping on your hands

Bringing my
Beautiful girlfriend to watch
My talented brother
Perform on stage

Don't know of
Whom I am the most
Proud
Perhaps

The scriptwriters
That compose my life
The guys at the soundtrack
Department

Deserve an award
Also  
Good job, people
I would like to thank

The casting crew as
Well
Female lead this season
Is an adventure of an actor

The setting was a back country road
The script was minimal
Descriptions mostly
It was us two
Acting mostly with our eyes and smiles
Actors don't know how to act with their eyes
Anymore
The natural light of the sun
Illuminated you in the most majestic
of ways
The whole day was magic hour
And few get to act with their muse

Can this adult life be more absurd?
Ghostman on third!

I would see him in the mornings
He
Like me liked to get to work early
gently puffing away on his cigarette
The Man in the building who smokes
I thought he was a little scary
at first
seemed grumpy and aloof
gray and wrinkled
lines forming around his mouth
like bowing natives around a fire
The Man in the building who smokes
was actually kind of funny
when I (you?) got to know him
Standing outside
rain - sleet - snow
more dependable than the mail
or our couriers
He didn't take anyone's guff
and could tell you a million jokes
if you had a bad day
He even figured out where the buildings property stopped
so he could continue being
The Man in the building who smokes
I took some days off
and then it got busy
days turning into weeks
I asked my co worker if he has seen
The Man in the building who smokes.