Act Three - Guy Kettelhack - Poetry & Ephemera
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
They
They wait for you to speak.
You’ve no answer.
Bewildered and too weak
to play whatever fancy dancer
you are sure they wish you were,
you wonder at their purpose.
Their impatient faces stir
beneath the surface.
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