Keep to your own lines,
the interwoven, layered,
stood-the-test-of-time,
true-to-the-character lines.
Friend. Father.
Englander. Londoner.
Hero. Hugger.
Reliable understudier.
Place your toes on the bottom line,
and take a look and take in a breath,
take inspiration drawn in from the borrowed,
from the passing,
from the whatever-passes-for-solomon.
And redefine yourself, for yourself,
once again.
But don't stray over those well-rehearsed lines.
Don't ever improvise.
You're safe if you keep to your lines.
Every Line a Lie.