An Inevitable Come Down

Flashing blurs of memory
Dreaming of what used to be
Wishing for what never was,
My fragile heart is cold because,
Quickly exiting stage right,
Without a bow you left last night.
Soundlessly I mouthed â??encore,â??
My blind approval was ignored.
With a loveless kiss and clichéd act,
Suitcase in hand, you looked not back.

Curtains up, tears flushed away,
Plaster a smile. Begin the play.
Soon a shallow audience
Will praise our work as hypocrites,
And each soft thought of softer lips,
Will never cause a tear to slip.
Simply actors, we grace the stage,
Our corroding souls remaining caged.
As we mindlessly recite trite lines,
The Eternal Poet looks on and cries.