Theatre: Compilation May 18, 2022

I must elude to the fact
that theatre’s not taboo
the dirty, filthy basement seen
is not that dank, it’s true
the smattering of cobwebs
allure the wary eye
to trash dumped messily about
and the buzzing of a fly
To regain thoughts on where you are
and shift your astonished gaze
you excavate your cluttered mind
and think of all the ways
that cellars are collocated
with darkness and with dirt
but the stage is still a fantasy
a primitive concert

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

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