John F. McCullagh
A Life in the Theater
There are faces in the darkness
There to see and not be seen.
We are players acting out
“A Midsummer night's Dream”
I am a minor player-
An inconsequential part
Think of me as of a wall
Between two loving hearts
I've learned my choreography
And know my lines by heart.
I hear the music playing-
the thing’s about to start.
Stage love is unending
and best described as blind.
No pair ending up estranged-
the happy ever kind-
The people go home happy
By car or cab or train
And wake up the next morning
To find that nothing’s changed.
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