ABOUT THAT FOURTH WALL
Actors, surrounded by three walls,
One behind, one on the right, one on the left,
And in front of them, the audience.
Actors, knowing that the audience exists,
But the characters they play, not so.
Hence, the imaginary wall in front.
Some people seem to be on stage in their daily lives,
Playing roles for the audiences at work, on the street, on the golf course,
whatever,
And, of course, politicians, all their waking hours.
What if we–as audience members in these real-life scenarios–wrote critiques of those performances?
Joe gave a very convincing portrayal of a middle manager at the office today.
Bernice’s transformation into maturity at her family reunion was a game-changer.
Sometimes community theatre is free,
Just look around.
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Have enjoyed your funny poems, including the way this one ends. I like to people-watch, too.