the show must go on

has it all lost its zest…
   or have i lost my savor for it?
nothing can satisfy this thirst.
no likeness…

    or flight of the imagination

   will ever do.
all are a shadow…

    of the spirit of you.
my eyes opened again today.
i rose…

  and dressed…

    and shaved.
though i put on more than my clothes.
i put on my façade.
it has shrunk again…. i find.
it feels tighter…

   and my breathing is shallow.
maybe i need a bigger size.
after all… i can't have folks noticing.
remind me again why this is important.
oh yeah!

   the show…

   must go on.

~csr