All the Starry Audience
By Bruce Boston
6 September 2004
The starry audience
waits with bated breath
for the conclusion
of the docudrama
where certain personas
have been blended
into one for the sake
of dramatic clarity.
Satisfied with
the drama's conclusion,
every knife and lover
in its place
woven from cloth
whole and tattered,
the starry audience
leans back in their
recliners to consider
the globed hemisphere.
Beyond the globe
the sun continues
to melt in its tracks.
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