ACTOR/DIRECTOR
we came to
your open-air amphitheatre
to watch your
play
but were baffled
by all the mirrors
and smoke (so
much smoke)
and the optical illusions
hideous
optical illusions
further, we must also
confess to being terminslly
confused when it
came to identifying
the genre
obviously historicsl, with
a strand of absurdism
and much theatre of cruelty
(not to speak of
the spuriously apocalyptic
religious revelation stuff)
we could not believe so
many of the characters, the
actors, the production crew
and the audience
met their end in the firsr scene
first act, the number
in steady escalation
until no one remaimed
the bodies piled high on
and around the stage
no encore
no one there
for the final curtain
and no less a great loss,
no sign anywhere of
the original script
poems 2 die for 