En Face

EN FACE

Confession: 

This

         fanfare,

an utter failure.

                   I resign.

                   I hereby rescind the nonexistent offer for profession as director, which I before accepted.

                    I’m quite unqualified.

  Fair maiden role, as well,

        I retire –

and vixen, too;

creation not for me. 

                              My motives

questionable,

You and I and you and I and you and I collide.  Dim the lights, Je ne regarderai pas en arrière.

Yes, all the world’s a stage and I’ve produced nothing but confusion.  Slave to my own delusions and master of mendacity, ill at best and cruel at worst. 

Falling

                                        fool,

fouetté,

against

 a stale sort

              of scenery, rotting. 

                               The slate clean, now,

    the circus is leaving town,

                                       without me.  I’ll steal no more the show.  I am slowing to a walk, a child

            chastised,

breathing hard. 

Convictions galore, handed over with the drama. 

                                                                Molded new and humbled by hands not my                   own.

I’ve harmed enough.  

The curtain closes.