The Actor

Eyes of glass illuminate a face locked in a dream.

A world, only a feet few beyond,

Seizes his soul and holds him.

 

A barrier stands, a wall unbroken.

Lights shine through the impenetrable invisibility,

Catch the glass,

Ignite the spirit that crosses the ground,

Explores,

Discovers,

Slips back into him

Bringing new life to share.

 

Who is this man,

Who wears a suit of personality

Sewn by hand in recitation,

Pinned into shape with actions and motion?

 

Colors bleed from the wall

and soak the stage,

Darkness recedes,

Flaming words and sparks leap from his eyes -

 

They melt the barrier.

 

He rises.

Stares.

Speaks.

 

Fixed upon him, shapeless faces outside of his world

Grope for a flicker of the man hidden

Beneath the actor. 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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