A New Play [Spontaneity]

By Dennis L. Siluk
Mar. 17, 2005

You gutted me last night when I heard your

Voice…it was flat, feeble…it was when

I called you on the phone, only to

Hear we will not meet tomorrow

why? Because--

You bonehead, can

Not take a joke

Or perhaps

You

Like a

One-way

Street …and

What you heard

Is what you believed:--

So be it! Whine in your

Sensitivity;--bellow, and creep in

Your performance. My life is not worth

Enduring

your

hypocrisy;

nor wasting

my

Time

or breathe; cut-up the

friend-

Ship,

pull down

the curtain—

I’m

For a new

play…new

Day, not yours—

Final!

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