Lights Out

Lights Out

By Tom Mach

The memory of my life

is only a movie I can understand.

All the rest have on blinders

witnessing their own show.

Some eagerly want my seat

if only to escape the futility

of their own drama enfolding

while the rest of the audience eats

the stale popcorn of indifference.

Still, we must wait for the final curtain

to see if anyone has left the theater.

— Tom Mach lives in Lawrence.

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Anonymous GetAlongGang says...

this is news?

Posted 3 August 2008, 4:49 a.m. Suggest removal

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