CLUELESS

He stood up proud, heart pounding, 
Eyes dilated, sweat dripping 
With a broad smile stretched from ear to ear
As palm met palm in his act of standing ovation.
With a mustered up joule or two of energy
He shouted encore, encore, e-n-c-o-r-e!
And Impressive, was the word of his day
For it ran through the auditorium
With sprints of countless echoes
And, she looked on, taking in the show
Listening to the cheers
Regretting the time wasted
For this was no mirror act,
It was no rehearsal,
It was no cast pitched across
The stage of an imagination
Else she would have understood.
It was her lover playing the role
Of both actor and audience, again!
Applauding himself in an empty auditorium
While his lady sat in the back seat, in the dark
With her head bowed in shame
For she was absolutely unimpressed!
Copyright©2013 by Camille Caliscia Patrick