My Dream

Last night i had a dream.
The dream was set on a stage
And the stage was set in a theatre.
The theatre was grand and proper
Lush tapesteries hung on the wall
The seats were all of a plush red
Silk cords tethered the waiting crowd
Wanting to see the play
The play of a thousand souls
The play of ten thousand smiles
The play of a millon frowns
The crowds was ushered in
They took their seats
The lights dimmed
The curtain was drawn
The stage lights rose
And there I was
Bound and naked
Broken and disheveled
Eyes swollen shut
From fists of rage
Blood free flowing from my nose
From the broken cartelage.
Scratches and deep cuts
From nails and knifes alike.
The crowd gasped
Then one broke into laughter
Which spread to another
And another in succession
Quickly like wildfire
Until everyone was in a roar.
THen I fell over
And the laughing subsided
Until one person shed a tear
And that tear hit another
Causing her to cry.
The entire theatre wept
The floor became very damp
Cleaners came in with mops and buckets
But they too cried when they saw me.
The curtain then fell.
The crowd stopped
The crowd then left.
And I remained, waiting for the next show.

Only one thousand minus one left to do.