The Finale Poem by Mark Nichols
The Finale
You are everything
I ever imagined
On the outside of myself
Collected
Collected into madness now
I can see clearly
The curtain is lifted high
The backstage teamsters pulling wires
Have all been exposed
The smiling spirits all around
What has always been with me
Cannot be taken
Cannot be taken from me
My love of life
Can't be taken from me
My love of life!
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death,heaven,insanity,afterlife,love,madness,perception,perfection,positiveness,religion
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Character realizes he is in a play within a play
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