The Siren Call
Lusting Immortality
Applause thundering
In the deafening silence
Struggling forward on broken leg
Fame the beckoning beacon
Star littered sidewalks
back to back dreams
trumped by routine the ordinary
The mask the smile
bending from the waist seems normal
Normal as in everyday the ordinary
as in three meals a day plus hygiene
The glory call that sexy siren
seduces with mirrors ironclad
harkens the mastery of illusion
as in to live forever. Forever.