CHOSEN

CHOSEN

Thank you Bibi
for choosing me

epic fury
roaring line

hearing those names,
feel safer already

protecting me
iron dome
nuclear
umbrella

all your power
aiding
and abetting

felt so
insecure
in this parallel universe
cartoon world
where
nothing makes sense
no sanity, not any

terrified that
a stray missile
or drone
homing in
on me
got my name
written on it

bound
to cut
me down
        to size, or
worse fate entirely

I tell
you no lie,
no lies
in my armoury.

ACTOR/DIRECTOR

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