Theatre Off Grid

Theatre Off Grid

theatre off grid

we arrive and leave

where the sun goes down

the cosmic optimists

who see the future crystal clear

a good servant

a lousy master

I'll drink to

serving two masters

the glass has to be

left empty

always

the popular touch

I never had it

must be something

in my eyes

people recognize the real thing

appreciate the frankness

in disguise

all you are

against all there is

the smell is wearing off

the taste of murder, genocide

cherry shirts

twin sisters

cherry boobs

and skinny jeans

still I can hear

through the noise

through all the noise

I hear them say