Chilling
At a show
I never
Paid for
These actors
On stage
Hold everyone
Captive
But me

Before the
Curtain call
I crept around
Like an invisible
Being
I saw
Ghosts of
Performers
Hovering
As broken
People tried
To stuff them
Back in
Trying to
Cake on makeup
Into their cracks
Where they
Kept escaping

Tired and lonesome
The summoned
These lost souls
Into a pretty shell
Once more

And as the lights
Came on
They would shine
Illuminated
In everyone's
Projection
Of inner turmoil
Yes these actors
Basked in the
Audiences desires
And showed them
Just how to live

The show must go on