a fool's lament

enter stage right, the simplest of forms enters as light dashes across
it's wearied countenance
the part being played tonight, just as in life, with great ease and greater turmoil

the questions I ask, upon this very stage, draw near as I need recollection
yet the depths of the truth remain farther than nearest teardrops could ever elicit to be known

again the play, such a trivial word in said context, swells again
life now flowing in and out of it, yet never completely involving
perhaps, revolving....perhaps not

the scenes play out as they always do, same characters, same blatant tones of tongue
all disguised in meaningful arrays of staggering injustice
set to a monotone symphony of indifference

by the time the acts have finished and all involved have gone home
the true dramatic epic begins it's descent upon it's prey
again, the fool's played right into the wrong again
it can't keep happening like this.....it can't!
yet it does.

why is it always the valiant knight, upon brilliant horse, that must save the distressed beauty from her turmoil?
as a man, do I not have rights to the frailties that from which rescuing becomes necessity?
why not a spectacular woman of fantastical wonder to aid me in my trials?

oh yes......the play is written upon a parchment that no blessed hand designs.

doomed to strike the path, again and again, of foolish errands, my heart deems itself deflated at best, defiled at worst and in all other scenarios distraught
lifeless living is for the extras, I refuse to be nothing more than scenery!

Yeats said it best, but I never imagined so many feet could tread with such reckless abandon.

how many more hours are left in this day made of years?
must every minute force an hour of eternity to pass the seconds in such grand fashion?

my errand....quest....journey....has lead me here
this place holds all I have feared, yet nothing has been confirmed
despite my weeping, this place is dry

I drew this circle myself....with my own hands....

how is it now....

I stand outside looking in?



-J.G.Smith (09/05/05)