Death is a cloud
A familiar feeling - the haze
Or bubble that keeps you within
Floating around in autopilot.
Like a West End actor,
It’s something you’ve rehearsed.
That’s why you don’t crash,
Or mess up your lines.
Meaningful greeting during the mâtiné
Thanking people, for paying their dues and watching the show.
An inverted soliloquy I preform -
but not of my own thoughts
just the script.
We’ve played this scene before
To be or not to be
Not, the practiced path.
Apr 3
Apr 3, 2026 at 11:19 AM UTC
Death is a cloud
A familiar feeling - the haze
Or bubble that keeps you within
Floating around in autopilot.
Like a West End actor,
It’s something you’ve rehearsed.
That’s why you don’t crash,
Or mess up your lines.
Meaningful greeting during the mâtiné
Thanking people, for paying their dues and watching the show.
An inverted soliloquy I preform -
but not of my own thoughts
just the script.
We’ve played this scene before
To be or not to be
Not, the practiced path.