Short Poem No.23

The theater lights fade to diamonds
As his heart races his palms sweat
He’s been saying lines from three acts into the future
Only a handful of diamonds can save his ass now

The heating unit must be broken
but it’s not what he’s doing up there
reading manuscripts left by every tenant
of apartment 1R since the seventies.

Happy is as happy does little kitty.

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