Sometimes,a ghost writer
manifests between sets-
as if s/he just woke up
from some Sleeping Beauty script
Shaking off shadows,s/he steps into Light
You recognize them from their smile
(it may be many haircuts ago)
The glow of familiarity manifests
when they claim your attention,based
upon interactions you had in another story.
Are we all characters/to be conjured up
when the Master Magician allows us lines?
Are we paper bound replicas?Actors?Prompted
by some voice that urges us forward in to adventures
we have neither safety net nor script in hand?
He(fine poet)appeared temporarily-
gave his works away,disappeared.She
asked after a poet i knew once
(he became healer and divorced-
leaving us all bereft.This happens more and more
as i deny that what has happened before means more
than what will happen now and evermore.
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