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Pretending--Preventing A peek behind the curtain: I've tightened the rope I've split up the track And hold steadfast the ends (no slack) Spinning above, mid-air like some antisocial acrobat I've learned the words I've carved the face To only read smile While the rest seem to float All show No rope, though that could be an act--as well-- c
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Feb 24, 2021
Feb 24, 2021 at 10:35 AM UTC
showtime
1: wake up 2: mask on 3: showtime
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Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 1:34 PM UTC
Morning routine of a performer
Sit down Stand up Sit again Sing a song Give 10% Listen to words being screamed that you could've just read at home Stand up Pray Exit through the back Leavening with the same promise of a big return and forever life But after 50 years And turning 70 yesterday It occurred to him He's paid over $30, 000 to see the same magic show 2, 600 times Wasting over 156, 000 minutes doing the same thing..... Waiting for someone to appear out of thin air
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Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 7:39 PM UTC
Every Seventh Day
Captured in a state of dread There's no escaping The Walking Dead Or Breaking Bad's **** perfection A camera eye of moral deception Our heroes are murdered yet still we watch The vampires humanity was simply shut off Prime time committed to bloodshed and crime Nameless victims by screenplay design Mad Men, House Of Lies, Shameless in fact Gone are the shows with morals intact Truth is, it's quite intriguing Which in fact is the key That allows the networks To spread this disease...
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Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 9:18 AM UTC
AN AMERICAN PASTIME
Behind all his smiles and silly gestures He longs to walk a thousand miles away He desires to escape from everyday No more small talk Or large gatherings The curtain has CLOSED A contemporary task. **In the eyes of the crowd All they see is the proud facade Entertainment is important And all they care about Forgetting the person behind the PERSONA a temporary mask.** As his mask fades Rabbits shift into sparrows No light at the end Only cued applauds Some flowers And skewed imagery An exemplary stage. **Disappearing into the night Unmasking the illusions he conjured. The sinking reality comes back As Lingering Silence echoes his longing… A price to pay of the famed gift Hoping this will be his last...** ~FINALE~      Justin G / Pax
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 7:11 AM UTC
Masquerade