Sneaking into the World
through a back door
that was left unlocked
by mistake

Shame on the usher

Look at me now
hanging with a crowd
full of radiant
souls

Floundering forward

I aspire for the heights
to topple walls
that hem me in
leaning toward the end

Show is almost over

Inky dinky boy
shooting off
some magnitude
could be sparks of memory

Rolling down the aisle

Watching from the balcony
last row— I can barely see
faces on the stage
acting out their rage

Piercing the Heavens