the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Asymmetric Expression (Wind Down)

In a tailored tux,
Putting on my worst fit gloves
And ironically enough,
Crying over someone else's love,
Champagne bubbles make me troubled
And the chandeliers shake above as
I make my way to my seat.
There no sense of plot so
It's where it all should be.
Played on the third stage,
So separate and complete.
Different actors play the same
Different players in one game
Different games describe a name,
It's all the same with no repeat.

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