FLYING TOO CLOSE
FLYING TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN
The work was like appearing on Broadway
Each hour a brand new production No script
a stand-up act improv dramacomedytragedy remedy?
Often working harder than the audience
Lives marriages futures hanging in the balance
all for 175- an hour bloodsweattears boatloads
of fear But maybe I was working too hard?
Leaning in too close to the: pain loss trauma neurosis suicidal psychosis
Don’t look them in the eyes my supervisor said
some 20 yrs. ago But I did I have I do
Every shadow has a name
when I think of mine I moan
Allen Ginsberg 1948