Speaking in Shadows

I play a song,

a memory,

I right a wrong,

a summary,

of just what it is I am trying to do,

I watched a woman struggle today

trying to define her identity,

seemed so real, so natural, so painful,

until she in wonderful drama,

exited the wings.

I have spent the majority of my life,

playing a role,

yet, even today,

I’m still not feeling my character.

When once life was always defined by certain

stage directions,

now today, I cannot determine a stable entrance.

I can’t stand improv!