Places marked with x’s in tape,
Hearts beat as we take our spots,
Muttered tempos, nervous hands,
Counting down the seconds.
I peer out, and I see you.
My audience.
For a moment, we are equal in darkness,
Then the lights go up,
I lose sight of you,
And I become what you want me to be.
But in that moment, in the breath before the blazing lights,
Is when I truly see.
About the Creator
M. A. Mehan
"It simply isn't an adventure worth telling if there aren't any dragons." ~ J. R. R. Tolkien
storyteller // vampire // arizona desert rat
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