Into The Blur

Dreams drift
Thoughts twist
Silence runs swift
Through the theater

The players act
The audience reacts
The heart denies fact
But outside things are as they were

There’s children alone
People without homes
An endlessly busy emergency phone
Cryings for departure

There’s bottled minds
Meaningless times
First breaths at the end of the line
Rememberings for what were

The players are done
The audience is gone
They all move on

-Into the blur-