Act III
How does this happen, this fiction, this fashion
This whimsical fantasy?
Fade out and cash in
Condescend to attend this chardonnay soiree
This saturday matinée
Please be advised that for this afternoon’s performance
The role of God will be played be The Devil
So put on your halo
Just talk slow and lay low
And linger in shadow and false rolling fog
And flicker and falter and alternate quickly
With those in the wings
And then, make your hand sleight
Raise up to full height
Lay down a smoke screen
And see if you don’t
Steal the scene
January 2009 Derek Wilson