Stage Directions in the Sky
forgotten words hit compressed lips searching for the meaning in an orderly fashion
in search of a definition lost with the Dewey Decimal System
as fall branches write the curvature of the world in broken glances to the stars
bespectacled in sunglasses so the brightness doesn’t blind the night sky
fervently waiting for a peace of mind sitting at the end of the rainbow as the tale comes
to an end and writes itself off. STAGE RIGHT
Fred Aiken Writing 