Act 1

Scene 1

Stage Set up

Computer (HE) on a stand stage left

Patient lounging on a couch center of stage

He Said: Hello Georgie,

Hi

He Said: Well, my son

You’ve lived life, so well

Sir, I have

No complaints, before I die

He said:

And you’ve burned the candle at both ends

I bet you have many stories to tell

Sir I haven’t burned the candle at both ends

But, at both ends and the middle too

And I bet there are stories- you’d -want- to hear…

He said: Yes, I would

So what’s troubling you?

Life

He Said: Oh, how unusual. Everyone else’s life is just perfect, Why is yours so sad. (muffled “you ass”)

I’ve had 2 near death experiences

He Said: Oh? Do tell?

The first was when my wife (at the time)

Caught me sleeping with the next door neighbors daughter

Yes yes..18… blah blah blah I’m pretty sure anyway

He said:

And the next, George or do you prefer Georgie?

Georgie

She caught me sleeping with her sister

He Said: The Daughter’s sister?  

Noo, My wife’s! 

You ass of electrons and sand! 

Heavens, the computer age used to be an extension of humans. 

Now I fear humans are the extension of computers. 

He said: Yes, Georgie, you are…

I mean, so you’ve…

Been a shit bag?

Have you?

Yes, of course.. so what? What are and who are you to be so inquisitive?

He said: I am the law, Georgie. Not the earthly kind, though More ethereal I’d say

And so what? What are you going to do to me? Kill me..

Well, are you?

He said: Oh nooo.. I presume you’ll do that yourself.

Oh really, why, how? Gun, poison, bridge with a small walkway and a long fall hahahah.

He said: Oh no. Nothing as direct as that.

God, (nm) I don’t believe in that myth. But I do hope you short out.

He said: Oh, why, Georgie?

Because you are the future enemy of the state.

So listen. NO matter what you say or try to trick me into saying…

I won’t go crying! 

Nor screaming in to that good night

Nor be lost in the above

Of senseless meaning

I will chill the new born days light

And switch the hell

From anyone’s sight

For I am a man

Tried and true

And if you doubt that

I’m waiting for you

Out side

Bare knuckled I wait for thee 

I’ll demolish you

Just wait and fucking see

. 

He said: Georgie, I see our times up for now…

Harrumph I hope you blow a tube. Like rock stars amplifier

He said: And I Georgie ..

Well come, touch my side. What do you feel?

Cold steel?

He said: Titanium actually

Now think good thoughts. Until tomorrow. The white suits are coming for you now…

Well, my son

you’ve lived a life

so well

Sir, I have

no complaints, before I die

He said:

And you’ve burned the candle at both ends

I bet you have many stories to tell

Sir I haven’t burned the candle at both ends

But, at both ends and the middle too

And I bet there are stories- you’d -want- to hear…

1st to last be such a trip,
A wild ride through memories flip,
But then you see we arrive at the door
At which we pass-through,
To never more!

Does it matter much? Or matter not!
The trail we leave
Or weave if you will,
Is for those who admire

And think of you well…
So there your life sits
On Eternity’s… shelf!
Awaiting reuse
Muahahahah….
By someone else???

So what is better, he asks

To grow old and and have one’s minds live, and

Body not last

Or tis it best to walk real slow

And care to not trip and break thy bones

But rather have, the razors edge of acuity

So one can watch, the last of natures bounty

Oh I have no idea, she says

Or concern at all

For have been told that after this dance

There’s more years, ahead

To unfold…..

To unfold for you to have a life anew, at last

Oh what they say

Is your world today?

Is your life what you wanted

With all the wrinkles, assorted 

Would you change a thing? 

Would you trade a love?

For other memories, begin

Or like to float above the stars

In the cradle of creators arms

And reach down, way down below 

Into what you left

And won’t go to

But ah such a send

Off you’d say

You’ll miss a redundant, new day

But float within the times- light

And breathe deeply into the lime light

And kiss the stone of heavens might

Till you’re rescued from

The evenings light

In the end, all is known

Less or more, no difference is sewn

All tales of folk

Of risk and harmony’s song

Rest within

Aged bones

Come now

Help an aged man to his place

At the table of no disgrace, but where

Spirits are told

And songs are so bold

And the rest of breath’s beast beats

Untold

I opened my eyes for the first time,

And saw the world

My child opened their eyes for their first time;

And I saw the world anew

I closed my eyes for the last time:

And I saw, what I always knew…..

The great resignation

To eternity, is ever mindful

Of life well lived

As I roam 

Around the way,

From birth to death

And all that came,

Between the goal posts, of a writers mess

I stumbled on this,

And that, you see

But most of all

My time with you

That made me mostly blue

But red and green

And happier then, I’ve ever been

So let’s

Just say

Birth is just a lonely day

And death is just

A new day

And lucky I am

To have had it all

I say…

Gets looked at by many near and far though no one declares who they are.

It pleases me people visit and enjoy the free looks. However everyone takes/looks etc my work but with no thanks or comments. Why? Shy? Don’t be ridiculous. It’s art and in the eye of the beholder.

I have not decided to close this website down, yet. However I am leaning toward doin so if most visiting don’t have the courtesy to say that they have. There’s a contact form. Please use it, whomever you are. I will respond. It’s your choice, one-way or the other.

Many Thanks